After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 109

Chapter 109

Yolanda stepped into the room, holding onto the key card Jack had given her.

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As she entered, she was greeted by a spacious living room. Her luggage had already been taken to the bedroom.

She pulled out her phone and messaged Blake for an update.

Blake replied with a single message: [Just met. Ten days should be enough. Just keep your husband out of the way.]

Yolanda quickly deleted the message–no trace left behind. She never bothered saving Blake’s number on her phone; she just kept it in her head.

There were only four presidential suites on this floor–one for Charles, one for Vivian, one for Simone, and one for Raelyn, the female lead.

Yolanda wasn’t really here for the so–called temple fair; her real goal was to get Charles out of her hair.

She sent Charles a message, telling him she’d be wandering around nearby.

Charles didn’t respond–he was tied up in a meeting.

It was already evening, and the last rays of sunlight spilled gold and red across the revolving glass doors.

Just as Yolanda turned the corner, Ian’s arms slid around her waist. “Let me go with you,” he said.

Yolanda sent a guilty glance at the security cameras and patted his hand. “Let go.”

Ian let go and stood quietly by her side.

Yolanda rubbed her temples, thinking, ‘Wasn’t he supposed to be busy with filming?‘

Ian shrugged and said, “Filming doesn’t start till tomorrow. It’s not like Ms. Sinclair’s some kind of slave driver.”

Everyone had spent over four hours in the car today; nobody had the energy to do anything else.

Ian had a hat and a mask on, and Yolanda had switched into something more low–key. Figuring Charles was still stuck in a meeting, and with the temple fair kicking off tonight for a whole week, she saw no reason to wait around–so she stepped right out.

Ian fell in step behind her in silence as they headed out along the hotel drive.

The hotel had a prime location, barely a ten–minute walk from the biggest festival in town.

already

curiosity every time she glimpsed those

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overhead, colorful flags fluttering, with vendors shouting and the lively bustle of street food all around–the whole place was practically buzzing. For Yolanda, this was her very first time experiencing such a

turned ten, she’d been cooped up in the orphanage; after that, life with the Grant Family kept her mostly inside–she’d hardly gone anywhere

Yolanda zoned out, a skewer of candied hawthorn suddenly appeared in front of her, offered by a slender, graceful hand. She looked up along the hand

unwrapped; Ian gently

said softly, “Go ahead, try

shell cracked, a burst

this. As a kid, money was always tight, and a single skewer of candied hawthorn had to be split between a bunch of children. Yolanda, ever the considerate one, always let the younger kids take the first bite. Later, with keeping her complexion flawless as a priority, sweets were absolutely out, and spicy food was forbidden too. Her meals were strictly clean and plain—she’d

you like it?” Ian

from the skewer, right

looks would draw a crowd–he’d been all over trending topics not long ago. She quickly pushed him away and fixed his mask back in place, whispering, “Promise me

showing off his elegant jaw and the angle of his throat. Hearing

treats from the stalls. By the time they made it all the way through, she had a lotus lantern dangling from her

close and murmuring right by her ear with playful warmth, “Ms. Grant, I’m spending the night alone.

arm quietly wrapped around

pitch dark, with no one else around–the fair’s noisy calls echoed faintly from a

up against the wall

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knocked sideways as he instinctively leaned back, slipped his arm around her waist, and flipped

Ian scooped her right up, pressing her

there was a predatory gleam in his eyes–so different from the withdrawn, brooding

her head away, catching

was tense, every muscle

finally taste you?” His voice was low and

nuzzled at her neck, leaving no

dangling as she gave a

was enough to make her feel something… waking

let her lashes drop and tugged his mask back into place. Yolanda whispered, “We’ll

shadowing his eyes. Something flickered there before it faded. He smirked and teased, “You know, I’m starting to think you’re trying to train me like a

from the ground, and

hotel with Ian close behind Yolanda. She had just finished getting ready for bed when her phone buzzed–Simone was calling, saying they needed one more for mahjong

No

When she walked in, she found herself face to face with Charles, Ian, and Simone already gathered at the

paused, tempted to turn