Chapter 23
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After the wedding ceremony concluded, Yvette changed into a more casual outfit, took Zephyr’s hand, and set off to their new home.
It was the first time they’d held hands as a married couple. Yvette felt the warmth of his hand enveloping hers, chasing away the chill from the air conditioning earlier.
They stayed clear of the crowd at the front and headed toward the back door.
Yet, as soon as she opened the door, her eyes were immediately drawn to Kade, standing just a few feet away. It wasn’t because she still had feelings for him, but because his face was so badly beaten that it was impossible to ignore. It was only after she saw him in such a state that she finally realized why Sean’s shirt was torn earlier.
It made sense since she was his younger sister–the one he had seen grow from a child into who she was today. It was only right for him to go all out against Kade.
Meanwhile, Kade had no idea what was going through Yvette’s mind. Upon seeing her, he hurried toward her, only to be stopped five steps away.
His eyes blazed with anger as he glared at Zephyr, who was standing in his way. His voice was filled with menace as he snarled, “I’m not here for you, Zephyr.”
Zephyr nodded slightly in response. His face was a mask of indifference as he replied, “I know that. I just wanted to make it clear that my wife has no desire to see you.”
Upon hearing him mention the word “wife,” Kade went into a rage. He grabbed Zephyr by the collar, his face twisted in fury as he snarled, “You’re dead meat, Zephyr!”
Zephyr’s eyes flickered coldly as he glanced at Kade’s wrist, asking, “Are you sure you want to do this? If your left hand suffers another heavy blow, it’ll be rendered completely useless. You might as well give up on eating with a knife and fork in the future.”
“Why, you-”
Yet, before Kade could say anything else, Yvette suddenly interrupted him, saying, “You should go wait in the car, Zephyr. I’ll take care of this myself.”
Zephyr hesitated, not wanting to leave them alone. Yet, he eventually chose to respect her wishes. He brushed Kade’s hand off and walked to the car, maintaining a distance and watching
from afar.
Yvette waved her hand and smiled gently at Zephyr, trying to put him at ease.
She then turned to face Kade, her expression immediately turning cold and distant. “You must have read my breakup letter, right? I’m married now, so I don’t want to see you ever again. If you have anything else to say, say it now, and let’s end this for good.”
Her cold words immediately dashed Kade’s last glimmer of hope, leaving him feeling utterly defeated.
His complexion paled further, panic flashing briefly in his eyes. His tone was full of determination as he said, “I never agreed to the breakup, so it doesn’t count! Why don’t you come back to Jurbane City with me?
“I’ve already prepared everything to propose to you. Didn’t you once promise me that you’d only marry me in this lifetime?”
Upon seeing him nervously take out the dazzling ring, Yvette raised her hand and held it before him, showing him the gruesome wound that stretched four inches above her wrist to the knuckle of her ring finger. It had scabbed over and was covered in dark medicinal fluid, giving it a disturbing appearance.
A single glance at her wound was enough to make Kade look away, feeling too ashamed to face her. After a heavy silence, Kade finally murmured, “I’m sorry.”
Yvette didn’t care for Kade’s apology. It had been more than half a month, and the scab on her hand was no longer painful, leaving only a faint, persistent itch.
She had only intended to show Kade the ring on her hand. It was a ten–carat sapphire ring that she had picked out with Zephyr, and it was the one she had fallen for at first sight. It wasn’t as dazzling or flashy as the one Kade had, but it reflected her taste perfectly.
After buying the ring, Zephyr told her something that she would probably never forget in her lifetime. “After seeing you in those photos, I had this inexplicable feeling that we were destined to spend our lives together.
“It might seem silly to you, but I need you to understand that when I commit, I don’t change my mind–whether it’s for things or for people. Please believe me on this.”
