After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 153

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

at the Andrade manor lately, so he

moment, but for whatever

had never even crossed

big yawn, her eyes sleepy. “I’m heading to bed, just wanna have some quiet time to

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

Yolanda nodded.

lounge and saw the crew was already there, hanging

form, Quinn had a few gorgeous party girls around, flashing that mischievous grin of

huh? Been calling you nonstop,

undoing his tie with those

scooted closer, trying to feed him

his head away, looking icy.

girl paused, visibly disappointed, and hurried to sit next to Quinn

few seconds to react, then tsked, waving for the girls

something? Anyway, it’s been a

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

soft smile flashing across his face. “Yolanda’s honestly

to his senses? Seriously, that’s something worth celebrating. Wanna throw a

smiled, keeping

up in his seat,

serious?”

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

anymore.

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carrying a mix of gentle charm and that signature hint of recklessness.

that trade–then went on about how, even tonight, Yolanda had rushed over to care for Renee. As he spoke,

set 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 hide how much she cares, not even a little. Sure, I always joke she’s got a one–track mind for

dug at his ear, half–convinced he was hearing

hell

be into Charles?

The guy’s got

faker–playing everyone

clenched his phone, shooting Quinn

his face and joked, “What?

his tone dripping with