Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 863 Unexpected Encounter

“It’s not due to my experience,”

Yolanda calmly asserted, “but rather, the inevitable decay that awaits anything left unattended.”

“Even if it’s not me, there will be someone else.”

With these words, she lowered her head and tenderly patted Heather’s face, feigning compassion. “Don’t you agree?”

Heather was in such agony that she could barely speak.

The pain clouded her comprehension of Yolanda’s conversation with Cherise.

So when Yolanda sought confirmation, and Heather emitted a low, hoarse “Mm,” it was more a reflex than a conscious response.

“You see, even your friend acknowledges it.”

Yolanda chuckled softly, squeezing the cotton swab as she applied the medicine to Heather’s wounds.

“Ah-!”

Heather cried out in agony.

“But one must exercise caution in choosing companions.”

Yolanda glanced at Mr. Whitlock, who promptly moved to restrain Heather’s flailing arm.

“Better treatment options are available, yet Mrs. Lenoir recommended futile remedies for your friend.”

regrettable to be associated

“regrettable,” imbuing her statement with a

her jaw. She understood that Yolanda’s

friendship with Cherise

“Yolanda.”

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her lips. “Let’s settle our affairs without involving my friend.”

“Is that so?”

to Cherise. “How does Mrs. Lenoir

clear. I desire only Damien.” Yolanda responded bluntly,

left no

struggled once more, accusing, “So you aspire to be a mistress!”

audacious!” she admonished.

her composure.

was Mr.

Mr. Whitlock’s hand rose,

force of the blows left

ached, prompting her to rush forward and attempt to

what match was she, a

Cherise aside, causing her to lose her footing and stumble

as Cherise braced herself for impact with the ground, a pair of gentle hands caught

her.

“Are you alright?”

voice reached her ears as the stranger lifted

respectful, showing no hint of