Unbreakable Love His Passion for Her Transcends Death by Beanie Gold

Yvette only returned after taking Jeremiah back to his home. The moment she reached the living room, she felt cold. She couldn't believe the heater was off on such a cold day. She tightened her jacket and entered the living room.

Then, she saw Xavier sitting on the couch alone, an aloof look on his dashing face. She hadn't seen him like that since he'd lost his memories.

"Why didn't you turn on the heater? Aren't you cold?" she asked.

Xavier followed her voice and looked toward her. "Why would I feel cold when I'm burning with rage?"

His enigmatic tone confused her more. "What do you mean? Why are you burning with rage?"

Xavier hadn't expected her to still pretend to be innocent at a time like this. She was truly treating him like a blind man!

Without wasting his breath on her, he took out a stack of photos and threw them at her. The photos scattered across the floor, all showing Yvette and Jeremiah hugging each other. They looked really intimate. Although Xavier couldn't see anything, he could still hear everything. As for the photos, he'd gotten them to show them to her.

When Yvette saw the photos, she was stunned at first. Then, she was furious. She walked hastily toward him in her high heels. "Did you get someone to secretly snap photos of me?"

thought he'd changed, but it turned out

eyes weren't focused on her. Otherwise, she

makes him your brother-in-law. Why did you have to hook up with him out of everyone in the world?" After Xavier said

could feel his face stinging in an instant, indicating how much force

a relapse, and I was

me cuckolding you that much?" Yvette's voice sounded hoarse

Xavier heard her explanation, he suddenly lost all

something were to happen between us, it would've happened a long time ago. Why would we even

he was wrong, so he didn't dare

still trembling. "Did you forget what I told you? I'm just taking care of you for the time being, and we're still getting a divorce. What gives you the right to

heard that, his anger

her with the photos before getting to the bottom of things that day. After all, he'd recently noticed that she'd started to forgive him for what he'd

to sound as gentle as possible. "I didn't get anyone to spy