Chasing After My Beloved Wife novel Chapter 25

"Are you surprised that it is me?"

Yvon walked over to Joye's desk with a smile. His gaze landed on her bloodshot eyes, and his heart ached for her. "I happened to pass by your apartment this morning and wanted you to have a taste of the breakfast Sherry made. I didn't expect you to work overtime in the company and didn't go back all night."

"Well, I have to prepare for the comeback of the Leonard Group."

Yvon didn't attend the meeting of the Richard Group because of his identity, but she believed that he and the Richard family had already received the news.

"I understand. I just feel that it's too hard and too tiring for you to do this."

The smile on Joye's lips froze as she subconsciously avoided his gentle and concerned eyes.

Seeing that she was avoiding that topic, Yvon coughed and placed the thermos on the table. "Sherry asked me to bring this over for you to drink to replenish your strength, so you will be prepared for your comeback."

As he spoke, he opened the lid and poured her a bowl of soup. Joye got up and took the hot soup from him, but she exposed the saliva marks on her sleeves. She smiled awkwardly, "Let me brush my teeth and change my clothes first."

Looking at her quickly walking into the bathroom, Yvon couldn't help but smile. She was surprisingly adorable.

After washing up, Joye changed into the spare clothes she left at the company and came out of the bathroom. Yvon was sitting on the chair in front of the desk, looking at an outdated magazine.

He looked like an elderly man enjoying his morning papers. The thought made her laugh. Perhaps he was just concerned for her as her senior.

She stopped thinking about what had happened just now. She looked at the time and quickly opened her notebook. The news had been uploaded, but it only took more than ten minutes to gain much attention. She scrolled through the comments that were increasing constantly. People were making her sound like a scheming divorced woman.

Not only did she make her husband lose everything, but she also devoured a large sum of assets from her in-laws.

Some netizens even suggested to her to get married and divorce over and over again. It would take her no time to become the richest woman in the world.

"If you don't drink the soup, it will turn cold."

Yvon raised his head from the magazine, reminding her as he pushed the soup forward.

"Thank you."

She picked up the bowl and closed the news website with her other hand. Then, she opened the stock market software. There were still a few minutes before the bidding. Although she knew that she would win, she could not rest assured until she saw the real result.

As she was distracted, the bowl of soup in her hand tilted and poured onto her hand.

"Did you get burned?"

Before she could do anything, Yvon had already snatched away the bowl from her hand. He strode past the table and pulled her into the washroom.

He turned on the tap and adjusted it to be cold before putting her burned fingers under the water. She felt the pain lessen and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the soup had been cooled for a while, or she would have gotten a worse burn.

She wanted to pull back her hand, but he held onto it tightly. She blushed as she said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"It's hard to recover from burns. Be more careful, okay?"

Awkwardly, Yvon withdrew his hand, but his gaze was fixed on her eyes. The first time he saw her was by the river. Although she was on the verge of breaking down, her face was still a little fleshy. However, her cheeks were thinning, and he knew she was barely hanging on, merely making it through on faith.

Joye was a little flustered. Yvon's face was about seventy percent similar to Shawn's. She didn't expect to think of Shawn at this time, so she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Coincidentally, there was a knock on the door.

"Miss. Leonard, we're about to—"