Chapter 224
“Bennett, please, help me calm them down p>
Bennett swirled the whiskey in his glass and took a slow sip, his tone dispassionate. “There’s no point. You can’t console them. You’ve never lost what they have. You wouldn’t understand p>
He drained his glass, his gaze fixed on her, his eyes like pools of ink, bottomless and unreadable.
By the end of the meal, the food on the table was barely touched, and the cake remained uncut.
Bruce was slumped over the table, dead drunk, and Monica looked utterly helpless.
“He’s drunk. I’ll give you a ride home,” Bennett said, settling the bill and helping Bruce to his feet.
Bruce was six feet tall, with a sturdy, slightly heavy build.
Yvonne and Monica couldn’t have supported him on their own, but Bennett managed it easily, guiding Bruce out of the restaurant and down the alley.
Bruce was truly gone, completely disoriented.
Draped over Bennett’s shoulder, he seemed to think Bennett was still his prospective son-in-law. “Listen here, you young punk,” he slurred, “don’t think you can marry my Vonnie just by having a few drinks with me. She’s my princess, the apple of my eye. If you ever dare to hurt her, you’ll have me to answer to p>
Bennett’s steps faltered for a moment.
The alley was dimly lit, casting his handsome features in shadow, making them difficult to read. Only his deep, magnetic voice was clear in the quiet night.
“Don’t worry. I could never bring myself to hurt her p>
“Hmph. Good,” Bruce grunted, patting Bennett’s shoulder with a satisfied air.
Yvonne walked behind them with her arm around Monica, whose shoulders trembled as she cried silently.
Bennett’s car was parked at the mouth of the alley. Since he had been drinking, Yvonne had to drive.
Yvonne got into the driver’s seat. Bennett sat in the passenger seat, while Bruce and Monica took the back.
Yvonne started the car, and it moved slowly forward, easing out of the narrow alley and onto the main road.
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Yvonne gripped the steering wheel, driving steadily.
While waiting at a red light, she turned back to look at Monica and Bruce. “Where are you living now?” she asked.
“The same old place. Morgan and I never moved,” Monica replied.
“Oh,” Yvonne nodded, adding casually, “I remember you bought a large apartment. I thought you would have moved long ago p>
The house where Monica and Bruce still lived was a detached courtyard home, and it was spacious. But it
was decades old and not in the
most convenient location
Back when Yvonne and Bennett
were dating, Bennett had bought a property in Cherry Bay the most exclusive complex on Riverside Drive, intended to be their marital home.
Monica and Bruce couldn’t afford place in Cherry Bay, so they had
purchased a large apartment in
another high-end complex on
Riverside Drive.
That way, after Yvonne and Bennett were married, they would live close to their
children and could look after one another.