After She She Stopped Loving Him

hapter 6

At ten o’clock that night, Charles arrived home. He had expected Yolanda to be waiting for him in the living room. That was how it had been for the past two years.

But tonight, she wasn’t there. He tossed his coat to a nearby maid.

The maid’s sharp eyes caught the lipstick marks on the coat. Hastily, they covered it up, pretending not to notice.

Everyone in the mansion knew Charles had a mistress, but no one dared to mention it aloud.

“Where’s Yolanda?” Charles asked.

“Mrs. Sinclair hasn’t returned since she went out this afternoon,” the maid replied.

Charles nodded. Just as he was about to go upstairs, the living room door opened. Yolanda had come back.

Her hair was a little messy. She bent down to change her shoes, showing off her long legs.

Charles noticed the faint flush on her cheeks from drinking and frowned. “You drank?”

This had never happened before. The Grant family didn’t teach women to drink outside; if they drank, it was always in front of their husbands.

Yolanda was sober by now. When she saw the time, she felt a little panicked.

Her ingrained schedule made her drive back quickly, but at the doorstep, she found it funny. Whether she came home early or late, no one really cared.

She passed by Charles, and he caught the faint scent of alcohol on her. He reached out and pulled her close.

“Drinking your troubles away?” he joked. “Is there anything bothering you that you can’t tell

me?”

Charles always spoke so casually. He wasn’t heartless toward Yolanda, but he never took initiative either. Even with his affairs, he made sure she retained her dignity.

Both of them had been raised in prominent families and knew some things shouldn’t be exposed.

this was good. At least later, when she went elsewhere for resources, people would give her respect knowing she

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pushed Charles away. “It’s about

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he let go automatically. He wasn’t fond of touching her. The

had a perfect face, both innocent and seductive, but her personality was rigid. In the industry, there were

collapsed yet?” His tone was flat as he walked upstairs, pulling out his phone, seemingly replying to

pang in her chest. She followed him upstairs into the bedroom and saw a smile in his eyes as he spoke gently on the phone. No doubt–it was

his eyes faded slightly. He hung up and asked,

her ear and spoke softly, “Starlight Entertainment under Sinclair Group–I want to pull some resources from

held his phone, his

was a little awkward,

reason, he smiled. “Alright. Just don’t get too

said, then turned to grab clothes from the closet to

her neck. “Being

skipped a beat at his words, but the next second, she

never been stingy with sweet talk; charming women was as easy for

have seen through it long

Charles’s phone rang again, the screen

but pretended not

“It’s work. I need to head out for some

Probably fearing he might change his mind,

didn’t stop. To him, it was all trivial. Sinclair Group was a huge company, and Starlight

problem,” he said. “Just don’t hook up with young actors like

exactly that kind of person. He thought women in bed should at least be a little

he added, “Though sometimes the younger ones

jokes were always like this–half–smiling, half–derisive, completely humiliating Yolanda’s

women from the Grant family never

Charles left, Yolanda grabbed her phone and contacted a director at Starlight Entertainment named Sean Anderson.

Grant family had so many rules, she had prepared this name when she decided to team up with Megan