When Love Breaks Novel Josephine And Zayne

Chapter 120

Josephine froze for a second before recalling her outfit for the night. All of a sudden, she felt a little self-conscious. "I like it. Not that it's any of your business. But you shouldn't you be in Crestwood taking care of Uncle Joe instead of wandering around aimlessly here?"

Yvan scoffed. "I like wandering around. Not that it's any of your business."

Josephine was rendered speechless. "Uncle Joe's seriously ill this time. Even if there's nothing you can do, you should still visit him every day and be there for him. Don't regret it later."

"Oh?" Yvan tilted his head, smirking like he was waiting to pick a fight. "Got it. You're basically hoping my dad won't make it."

Josephine sucked in a sharp breath. "Are you out of your mind? How could you twist my words like that?"

Yvan's smirk deepened. "Isn't that what you meant? Then go on; explain yourself. What kind of regrets were you talking about?"

it. That was what she meant. Josephine was at a loss for words. She glanced at the smokey-eyed woman standing next to him, who was eyeing her with hostility, and decided it

heel to leave-only to walk straight into the man behind her. The impact was so sudden she almost

was obviously drunk. He swayed slightly, cursing under his breath. "Watch

good look at Josephine's face, his expression shifted. His eyes roamed over her, and a lewd grin spread across his face. "Damn, you're gorgeous!

tall figure suddenly stepped in front of her, blocking her view. It was Yvan. He grabbed the drunk's collar

Yvan's. One look at that sharp, menacing glare, and he swallowed his words. Clicking his tongue in frustration, he rose to his feet, grumbling as he walked

was gone, Yvan turned to Josephine and snapped, "Are you blind? Watch

his gaze, exasperated. "Oh, shut

you'? I just saved

stop dead in the tracks. Josephine sighed and begrudgingly turned

taught you better than that. Saying thank you isn't enough; you have

"What do you want? Just tell

attitude? Forget it. I won't be helping you again. But since you owe

asked, already dreading the answer. "Can I just leave a