How to Train Your Ex-Billionaire novel Chapter 101

In the hospital room, as soon as the nurse left, Yvan picked up the spoon again. "Come on, let's finish the soup."

Winifred’s face hardened. "Yvan, if you keep this up, I'm taking back what I agreed to last night."

Yvan paused, then set the spoon down. "Fine. You can eat by yourself."

"You should go back," Winifred said, glaring at him. "I'm not so helpless that I need someone watching over me constantly."

Yvan pressed his lips together. "Don't be angry. I'll go."

He stood up, grabbed his coat, and looked at her. "Call me if you need anything."

Winifred didn't look at him.

Yvan had no choice but to turn and leave.

The moment he turned, Winifred’s eyes followed his back. As he was closing the door, she quickly lowered her gaze again.

Only after the door clicked shut did Winifred look up, her eyes staring blankly into the hallway.

Was she wrong last night? Should she not have agreed to be just friends with him?

Winifred could feel it—the closer Yvan got, the more her heart was thrown into turmoil.

…

Yvan got back to his car and tapped a cigarette out of the pack, placing it between his lips.

With a click, a blue flame flickered from the lighter.

Yvan brought the cigarette to the flame, lit it, took a drag, and slowly exhaled a plume of smoke.

He stared fixedly at the hospital building where Winifred was staying.

Right now, while his relationship with Winifred hadn't progressed, it was certainly better than before.

If they couldn't be a couple, he would start as friends and take it one step at a time.

If Winifred never agreed to be with him, he would stay by her side forever. Just being able to see her was better than being a stranger.

Yvan startled himself when that thought crossed his mind.

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