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May felt a surge of panic. Charles had never defended Yolanda like this before. Just what happened lately? she asked herself.

She tightened her fist at her side, struggling to speak, but in the end, she stayed silent.

As the car slowly rolled forward, Yolanda felt a bit dizzy, but she couldn’t help trying to convince Charles. “You shouldn’t talk to May like that. Renee’s like this, and it hurts her too.”

Charles gave her cheek a playful pinch. “Even now, you’re worried about others. That’s why you’re my amazing wife.”

Yolanda let her eyelashes drop, forcing a bitter smile. “You chose Renee over me before. I know she’s so important to you, so that’s why I always did my best to look after her. Thinking of you is the least I can do, honey.”

Charles’s playful smile faded, replaced by a look of silent wonder as he saw how earnest she was. ‘She really is hopelessly sincere,‘ he thought, a strange ache rising in his chest.

Even he still thought what he had done–the trade–was unforgivable, yet Yolanda spoke about it so lightly, as if it was just another small thing in life.

It was proof she never once resented him. Only someone that gentle would rush over to care for Renee like this today.

‘She really does love me…‘ he thought.

At the hospital, the doctor patched up Yolanda’s wound. Thankfully, she didn’t need any stitches–it just bled quite a bit.

Once she was bandaged up, Yolanda sat quietly in a chair, waiting for the test results. Charles had insisted on getting her checked for a concussion, worried something might’ve been missed.

The nurse glanced at her and spoke up.

“Your husband treats you so well. This is just a minor injury–there’s really no way you’d have a concussion, but he wouldn’t rest until we ran all the tests.”

“Plus, he’s super handsome and probably loaded. You’re one lucky girl.”

Yolanda simply smiled, staying silent.

When the results came back clear, Charles guided Yolanda back to the car, supporting her the whole way.

He took a wet wipe from Jiang and began cleaning her fingertips, gently removing the dried blood that lingered in the creases of her skin.

He went over each finger, utterly focused, his movements slow and careful–like she was the most precious thing in the world to him.

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home, Charles’s phone rang. It was Quinn Cooper, asking

he hadn’t gotten in touch with his friends for

moment, but for whatever reason, he just didn’t

of thought had never even crossed

“I’m heading to bed, just wanna have some quiet time

her to the living room. “Alright, I’ll go hang out with Quinn and

Yolanda nodded.

and saw the

a few gorgeous party girls

lately, huh? Been calling you nonstop, but

sat down, gracefully undoing his tie

girls instantly scooted closer, trying to

head away, looking icy.

visibly disappointed, and hurried to sit next

a few seconds to react, then

got into you, Charles? Settling down or something? Anyway, it’s been a while since you brought that little actress

to parties like this without a care, and nobody would’ve

of wine, a soft smile flashing across his face.

loving the gossip. “Dude, Yolanda’s waited fifteen whole years for you, and now the jerk finally comes to his senses? Seriously, that’s something worth celebrating. Wanna throw a party?

just smiled, keeping

and he shot up in his seat,

serious?”

the side, playing a game on his phone. But the second they brought up Yolanda, his thumbs froze. He was totally zoned out, mind drifting way off–there was no way he

anymore.

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a mix of gentle charm and that signature hint of recklessness. “Who knows? Maybe it’s time I actually

about how, even tonight, Yolanda had rushed over to care for Renee.

his glass down with a sigh. “Honestly, man, what you did back then was really unfair. Yolanda’s always been kind of timid–you can imagine how freaked out she must’ve been. Yet tonight she still went out of her way to look after Rence, like, she absolutely adores you. From day one, she’s never bothered to

his ear, half–convinced

hell

to be into Charles? For

guy’s got women

a faker–playing everyone like

his phone, shooting Quinn a look that could

caught him staring, touched his face and joked, “What? Is there something smudged on

smirked, his tone dripping with

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