I watched the two men on the ground, asking, "Isn't it the same here?"

Yolande paused for a moment, "True, but whether we can go or not is up to Ernest to decide. I can't make that call."

I wanted to ask, "Aren't you his fiancée?" but I knew that such a bitter remark would only make me seem like more of a fool.

"Let's go inside and wait. Standing here is pretty tiring," Yolande said, without a hint of discomfort.

I glanced at the two men on the ground. Yolande added, "They won't be going anywhere."

She caught them, she tied them up, she was confident, and I had no worries.

Following me into the villa, Yolande looked around and then said, "This place has a real cozy vibe, seems like there's a lady of the house."

She felt the same way I did.

"Not too sure," I replied honestly.

Having just entered Dustin's private space and inspected his wardrobe, I found no trace of any woman.

art studio, and

sofa, and I joined her, "The guys outside must be sent by

handle them for you,"

she mean 'handle them for me', as if Conrad was still mine

she might think I was interested in Ernest? Thinking about her relationship with Ernest, remembering the phone call about them picking

were bare,

were picking out wedding rings,

hand towards me, "My hands look

everything about you is just perfect,"

This woman was flawless.

sincere compliment?"

a wry

pillow on the sofa, "Actually, women shouldn't suppress or belittle themselves. There's no

praise someone you dislike."

she meant

But that wasn't true.

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