His Belated Love for the Abandoned Ex Wife novel Chapter 431

Chapter 431 New Forms of Address

He picked up the vanilla milk latte and stared closely at the milk art.

Yvette’s eyes drifted down to his long, elegant fingers.

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His hands were sharp and well–defined, clean and slender. A luxury watch glinted on his wrist. They were stunningly beautiful.

His hands looked a hundred times better than any professional hand model on screen.

Brandon studied the dark detail in the latte art, unable to figure out what it was. “Did breakfast this morning?”

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“The maid made it,” Yvette rushed to explain. “I just popped into the kitchen and messed around a little.”

A soft smile tugged at Brandon’s lips. “It looks gorgeous. What’s that dark topping on the latte?”

“Taste it.” Yvette looked at him with eager anticipation.

Brandon didn’t hesitate and took a slow sip.

The rich, creamy flavor of the latte blended perfectly with the subtle, warm, nutty taste of roasted hazelnut paste.

It tasted light, fresh, and incredibly smooth.

“Roasted hazelnut spread.”

Yvette nodded happily. She picked up the plate and spoon, filled his oatmeal, and handed it to him with both hands. “Here you go.”

Brandon’s smile stiffened slightly. He accepted the plate. “Thank you.”

He set the oatmeal down in front of him, fell quiet for a few seconds, and then lifted his gaze to her with a serious tone. “Yvette…”

“Hmm?” Yvette was busy serving herself oatmeal.

“We’re married now. Don’t keep acting so distant with me.”

Yvette froze right where she was, her hand hanging mid–air, utterly taken aback.

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She slowly drew her hand back and set the plate aside, her heart fluttering nervously. “I… I didn’t mean to keep my distance.”

“We’re husband and wife now. There’s no need for such formality between us.”

Deep down, Yvette knew they were never like ordinary couples.

Yet she caught the warmth in his tone, and a faint blush spread across her cheeks. She spoke softly, her voice shy and hesitant. “I just didn’t know how to act differently.”

Brandon’s gaze drifted away for a moment. He avoided looking straight at her and took a quick sip of latte to steady himself, his Adam’s apple rolling slightly. After a quiet pause, he murmured gently, “Just relax and be closer to me. Don’t stay so reserved all the time.”

Yvette’s face grew warm with bashfulness. She plucked up her courage and called out to him in a soft, sweet whisper.

Brandon pressed his lips together and nodded faintly. He went on eating quietly with his fork, doing his best to conceal the gentle stir in his heart at her soft, intimate tone.

Seeing he didn’t object, Yvette also picked up her fork and continued eating.

A quiet silence hung over the dining table.

After a moment, Brandon broke the silence. “Did you sleep well last night?”

“I slept well,” Yvette lied smoothly.

“This is still new for you. If anything feels off, or if you need anything at all, just tell me.”

“Okay.”

They kept eating, falling quiet once again.

A little while later, Brandon spoke again. “I’m heading to work soon. Want a ride? I can drop you off; it’s on my way.”

“No, thank you.” Yvette refused without hesitation.

Their work hours didn’t match. She didn’t want to disrupt his schedule or make him adjust for her. Besides, she needed to hit the fabric market at noon.

Brandon exhaled quietly. “Alright.”

Halfway through breakfast, Brandon brought it up again. “You made everything except the

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oatmeal, didn’t you?”

Yvette tensed up. “Is it not good?”

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“It’s delicious.” Brandon set down his fork, his eyes lingering on her hands. “But you have work. You don’t need to waste time making breakfast for me. I’m not picky. The maid’s cooking is more than enough.”

Yvette smiled faintly, a hint of dejection in her tone. “Okay.”

Once they finished eating, they left the house separately for work.

To Yvette, nothing seemed to have changed after their marriage.

It felt just like two years ago. Even living under the same roof, she and Brandon still kept a polite, distant boundary.

There was an awkward unfamiliarity between them.

He was busy, and so was she.

Five days after their wedding, the weekend came.

After finishing lunch, they headed to Jensen Villa with presents in tow.

As their car rolled down the garden driveway, Judith caught their attention. She was lying on the pavement.

Slowly and weakly, she pushed herself up into a sitting position, staring pitifully at her palm like she was about to cry.

She tried to stand afterward, but stumbled and dropped back down to the ground, clutching her ankle in obvious pain.

Judith was an incredible actress. No outsider could tell she was faking every second of it.

But Yvette had grown up right beside her. She’d seen this exact trick countless times.

Brandon turned off the engine, unbuckled his seatbelt, and stepped out of the car.

Yvette followed closely behind him.

“Are you alright?” Brandon asked politely as he walked up to her.

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