After Jeremiah spoke, he signaled to the bodyguards at the door to cin and carry Zoey out.
Zoey wanted Jeremiah to take her, but thinking about what had been done to her, she felt too ashamed to insist. Jeremiah silently watched her leave, then took off his jacket, wiped his hands with it, and tossed it into a nearby trash can.
Meanwhile, in Tirion, everything was covered in a blanket of white snow. The river was encased in a thick layer of ice.
Yvette leaned against the seat and gazed out the window. The warmth inside the car caused a thin layer of mist to form on the glass, making the view outside blurry.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCurious to see what it was, she turned her attention back to the gift in her lap.
Then, she took out a small, palm-sized, exquisitely crafted box from the bag and opened it. Her eyes widened in surprise at the sight.
Inside the box was a beautifully made silver ring. It was the sring she had personally engraved with both of their initials when they had been young. Originally, the rings were a pair-one for Yvette and one for Jeremiah. When Yvette married Xavier, she had asked him where the ring was. He had told her that he didn't know what ring she was talking about.
At that time, Yvette had thought the ring had been lost. Looking back, she realized if she had asked more questions, she wouldn't have mistaken him for Jeremiah.
She looked at the engraving on the ring-"XL & YS". The initials were also wrong; XL were Xavier's initials. Yvette gripped the ring tightly, pressing it into her palm, feeling increasingly guilty for having mistaken Xavier for Jeremiah.
She soon took out her phone and replied to Jeremiah's message, "Okay." Then she added, "I saw the gift. I'm really sorry I mistook someone else for you. Let's stay friends. If there's anything I can help with, please don't hesitate to ask." She thought that Jeremiah must be ready to move on from the past since he had returned the ring. Soon, she received a one-word reply. "Okay." Yvette turned off her phone.
Xavier, who had been listening to her every move, understood that if she wanted to talk, she would do so voluntarily, so he didn't ask any questions. They drove in silence for a long tuntil they arrived home.
However, Xavier didn't heard a word from Yvette even then. His handsbrows furrowed slightly. He didn't follow Yvette when she got out of the car.
"Why aren't you getting out?" Yvette asked, puzzled.
"There are still smatters at the office that need my attention," Xavier replied.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Alright, I'll head inside then." Yvette took the gift and went inside, intending to find the matching ring and throw both away. She decided to let the past remain in the past.
As soon as she left, Xavier called Mark over.
After reviewing the car's surveillance footage, Mark reported, "Mrs. Lane took out a small box from the bag. There's a ring inside." Xavier thought about the gift Jeremiah had given. He hadn't expected it to be a ring. And Yvette accepted it.
"Is that all?" he asked.
"And then she sent a message." "To whom?"
Mark felt a bit awkward. The car had a surveillance camera, but it didn't scree capture Yvette's phone screen. He had inferred that she had sent a message based on her actions. He relayed this to Xavier, who remained silent for a moment before saying, "Make sure you get someone to retrieve that ring."
Mark hesitatingly answered, "Yes, sir." Xavier sure was controlling, he even wanted to investigate something so insignificant. "Are you going back now, sir?" Mark asked. Xavier, sitting in the car, massaged his temples. "I'll wait until we get the ring." "Right."
Mark felt uncomfortable sitting in the car with Xavier. He wanted to gon back and calm down his fiancée, who was throwing a fit. Peter Gri CH/F-PSE