Unbreakable Love His Passion for Her Transcends Death

Yvette continued. "Every woman likes being beautiful. Perhaps I was too insecure in the past, and I hid the things that I liked."

Xavier felt his chest grow stuffy when he heard this. "Are you saying that you used to do that for me?"

She looked up and met his eyes. "I told you that I don't remember anymore. However, I can tell you very clearly that I like putting on makeup, and I also like bright and pretty clothes. I even like gold, silver, and jewelry."

In the past, Yvette had only worn gray and gone without makeup because she was afraid that Xavier would get angry. Her family had tricked him, and she didn't want to anger him by dressing up extravagantly. Once, she had just been wearing a red skirt and humming while she watered the flowers it prompted Xavier's ridicule.

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"You Snyders are really something. How could you be so calm after tricking me? How could you talk, laugh, and dress up so extravagantly?"

Ever since that incident, she had not dared to be happy or to laugh in the house. She didn't dare to dress up, either.

Xavier didn't know any of that, but now he thought it was because she hadn't loved him! What a joke.

Yvette's hands curled into fists at her sides, and her nails dug deeply into her palms. She did not let go, even when she drew blood.

Xavier leaned against her, taking in her scent, and he began to feel sleepy. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Yvette was stunned. His free hand encircled her slender waist. He leaned down and rested his chin on her narrow shoulders. "Why do I feel like you hate me?"

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Yvette felt as if her throat had been stuffed with cotton wool. She was the one who should be saying that! He was the one who hated her.

She choked up slightly. "Can you let go of me?"

Xavier refused and held onto her tightly. "Yvette, do you know how long I've been looking for you?" He sighed. "Forget it! You're a heartless monster!" Yvette regretted pretending to have amnesia. If she hadn't pretended, then she would be sure to ask. him to his face right now. Who was the heartless one? She had no idea what kind of constitution Xavier had. Why was he still awake?

Yvette had no choice but to keep talking to him. "Mr. Lane, aren't you afraid that Ms. Reyes will get angry if you say these things to me?"

Xavier's lips landed lightly on her ear. She shuddered, but before she could react, his lips were already on hers. As he kissed her, he began taking off his jacket.

Yvette felt as if her blood had frozen. Xavier tossed his jacket aside and put a hand around the back of Yvette's neck, pressing hard against her.

Yvette began finding it difficult to breathe, and she tried to push him away. However, she was no match for him at all. The aggressive kiss did not end for a long time. Xavier leaned against her and stroked her soft hair, his eyelids feeling unusually heavy.

"I'm so sleepy, Yvette."

Yvette's arms were drooping at her sides, but she carefully raised them and patted him gently on the shoulder. "Go to sleep then.

Xavier picked her up and put her on the sofa with the scent of her hair.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

He leaned against her and fell asleep, his nostrils filled

Yvette only dared to let go of his hand when he began breathing evenly, and she got off the sofa..

She was about to go upstairs to get the tools for sperm extraction, but before she could leave, Xavier pulled her into a bear hug again.

He said lazily with his eyes closed. "Where are you going?"

She frowned. Why was he still conscious? "I'm going to clean up the kitchen."

He pulled her into his arms once more. "I'll tell someone to come and clean it tomorrow. Don't move."

Yvette had no choice but to lie down. She tried to get up several times that night to get her tools. However, every time she tried to leave, he would wake up.

She hadn't expected him to be such a light sleeper. She would have increased the dose if she had known, but he didn't drink any water after falling asleep.