Xavier stood at the doorway, looking at the familiar figure inside. Though it had only been a fortnight since he last saw her, it felt like an eternity. The bodyguards retreated, standing outside. When Xavier stepped in, the atmosphere in the room grew tense.

"I thought I made myself very clear," Yvette said.

Xavier moved closer, his face obscured by the backlighting, making his expression unreadable. He said nothing as he stared at Yvette intensely, not looking away for a moment.

Uncomfortable under his gaze, Yvette took a step back.

"Matthew already gave you the money, right? We're done," she continued.

Still, Xavier remained silent, his deep eyes reflecting only her silhouette. He slowly raised his hand, but before he could place it on her shoulder, Yvette took a few more steps back to avoid his touch. Taking a deep breath, Yvette asked, "What do you want?"

Xavier's hand froze in mid-air, his lips parting slightly as he spoke firmly, "I want you to come home with me."

"Home?" Yvette laughed bitterly. "What home? Dewberry Manor? That was never my home."

She was repeating the very words Xavier had once said to her.

Xavier had never imagined that Yvette would be able to wound him so deeply. Those few words she had uttered made him feel terrible.

"We're not divorced!" he insisted.

name!" Yvette shot back

massive stone was crushing his chest. Losing control, he grabbed Yvette's shoulders, holding her tightly

bed last month! Do you want me to repeat how you screamed

him hard across the

Don't you understand what it

Yvette's every attempt to

the pain in as even worse. He

his

felt this way be

had been betrayed and

his emotions. Lowering himself in a way he never had before, he said in a hushed tone, "Are you

the past? I don't love

I

saved my mother. I..,

lowered himself

While some wounds

times Xavier had subjected her to silent

her spirit, making it impossible for

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