Unbreakable Love His Passion for Her Transcends Death by Beanie Gold

Yvette watched the news and saw the press conference held by Lane Group. It was an announcement that Xavier had successfully acquired Snyder Group. James' company no longer existed in the world.

Things on Xavier's end had been extra pleasant lately. He had acquired Snyder Group and gotten his revenge.

"The Snyder family finally got what they deserved for tricking you into that marriage three years ago." Tristan chuckled.

Yet, he changed the topic in the next instant. He asked Xavier, "Xav, has Deaf Yvvy approached you during the past few days?"

Xavier froze halfway through signing a document. He didn't know why, but people around him kept mentioning Yvette these days.

"No," he replied coldly.

That shocked Tristan. After all, how could Yvette not do anything when something this massive had happened to her family?

With that in mind, he spoke again. "Could it be that she's finally come around? I heard her family has been looking everywhere for her. Nobody knows where she's gone-"

He kept blabbering on.

Xavier frowned, feeling utterly annoyed. "Get out!"

Tristan jolted. That was when he realized that Xavier was furious. Not daring to say another word, Tristan bolted out of the CEO's office.

Once outside, he took his phone and called his assistant, Avery Fitzpatrick. "Have you found Yvette?"

"Yes, she's in a small hotel in Hexim Pass," answered Avery.

Tristan had Avery send him the location before he drove there.

He refused to let Yvette off the hook so easily. So what if she was willing to divorce Xavier now? She had already prevented Xavier and Daphne from being together for over three years!

Besides, Daphne had saved Tristan's life once, so he owed her.

It rained outside.

Yvette finished her volunteer work and picked up her medication from the hospital. Then, she held an umbrella while walking back to the hotel.

There were very few people on the road.

Tristan drove his car but kept his eyes on Yvette's slim back. He deliberately sped up as he drove past her, sending a puddle of rainwater splashing onto her.

Yvette shot him a blank stare.

Tristan happened to meet her emotionless gaze through his rearview mirror. He didn't know why, but he felt inexplicably nervous.

Yvette recognized Tristan's luxurious, dark gray Bugatti. Yet, she retracted her gaze and pretended not to notice him.

Even so, Tristan refused to stop there. He deliberately slowed his car and followed her. "Hey, Deaf Yvvy. So, you have a temper now, huh?

"You're not even going to greet me now? Didn't you used to love greeting me? Didn't you enjoy tickling my fancy?"

Yvette remained stoic while the former mocked her.

She used to do everything to win over those around Xavier, including his friends. It was all because she liked him. She had figured that Xavier's family and friends would one day accept her.

Alas, it seemed she had been too naïve.

At the previous gathering, Tristan had declared that he was Daphne's friend.

He couldn't care less about maintaining his gentlemanly, upper-class image when siding with Daphne. He had insulted Yvette and called her shameless. In the end, he had also thrown her into the pool, leaving her to die.

Yvette had steered clear

reaction or response from Yvette, Tristan stopped the car, opened the door, and strolled toward her. He grabbed her arm and asked, "What stunts are you planning

looked up at

to pry his hand off

me with your filthy hands!" Tristan

backward before falling to the ground with

Yvette resorting to such tricks. He had only

people looking their way, he nervously got back into his

driving away. "Don't mess with Daph just because

different from you. It's taken her a lot of effort to get to where she

he even told the Snyder family where Yvette

when she fell. It hurt so much that she couldn't stand for

understand why Tristan was so blind

life to rescue him from a car that had been about to explode four years

eyes hadn't been visible. However, he had

you. I

couldn't help but bitterly wonder if this was his way

hotel, she took a shower and applied medication to her scraped

her determination to leave Xavier

was shining brightly

to the living area, only to see Yara

just woken up. She picked the document off the coffee table and handed it to the latter. "Take a good look at this. It's the backup plan

the document but saw the title "prenuptial agreement" on the cover. She flipped through the pages while reading the contents

she'll devote herself to

includes maintaining their quality of life. He'll also provide 300 million dollars as funds

Liam's details. He was an entrepreneur from the older

Yvette's mind tensed.

that moment, Yara spoke up again. "Mr. Lorimer has expressed that he doesn't mind that you

revive our family's reputation from the ashes, as long as you marry him. Come on, dearest. You wouldn't let

more. "I can't agree to what

blew up in a fit of

Yara's gaze. "How about I return my life to you? Would that mean I no longer

you

you, would it mean you'd no longer be my mother? And I'll no longer be indebted to you for giving

marry Mr. Lorimer if

me a month." Yvette

Yara's eyes, Yvette seemed

end your life. We're not that close, so I

and needed to vent somewhere. So, she went to a bar. She sat in a corner, drinking and watching the

a dashing man with striking eyes noticed Yvette, who was all alone. He approached and

at the man but didn't recognize him. Still dazed,

confused. "What

ill and should try to be

discomfort in the man, Claude Lander. He wondered if Yvette had forgotten about him. Also, he was confused by what she said-something about being

like this if you want to be happy. Why don't I

across Yvette's face as she

bitter smile. He wondered what she had been through these past few years. Why did she

had let himself loose every night. On top of that, he hadn't returned to Dewberry Manor in a long

It was getting late.

figure in a corner of the bar. She exclaimed, "Isn't that

in the direction Daphne was staring in and saw a man merrily

was disappointed in Yvette for getting drunk at a

like he had thought too highly

we go and check up on