How to Train Your Ex-Billionaire novel Chapter 111

Yvan’s lips tightened, and he stood up without a word.

After a full night's sleep, Winifred felt much better. She washed up in the bathroom and started packing her things, ready to be discharged.

She didn't have much to pack, just some clothes that fit easily into a small bag.

Yvan walked over. "Let me carry that for you."

"No, thank you!" Winifred sidestepped him and walked out on her own.

Yvan followed close behind.

After completing the discharge paperwork, Winifred left the hospital and headed toward the bus stop.

"Winifred, I have a car," Yvan said. "Let me drive you home."

"There's no need. The bus is convenient, it's just a few stops," she replied coldly.

Yvan sighed in frustration but continued to follow her.

Just then, the bus arrived, and Winifred hurried aboard.

She didn't notice that Yvan had followed her until she found a seat. When she finally saw him, she frowned. "What are you doing here? What about your car?"

"I was worried something might happen to you," he said. "I'll have someone pick up the car."

Winifred fell silent. If he wanted to follow, let him. He wouldn't have the nerve to linger once they reached her apartment.

The bus was crowded. Winifred managed to grab the last available seat, leaving Yvan to stand beside her.

Suddenly, the bus screeched to a halt.

Yvan instinctively wrapped an arm around Winifred's head, pulling her toward him. "Careful."

He knew her concussion hadn't fully healed and worried the jolt might cause more problems.

She was sitting facing him, and as he pulled her forward, her head landed in the awkward space between his legs.

The realization hit him instantly. Yvan's body went rigid as a sudden heat flared in his groin.

Winifred’s face flushed crimson, and she shoved him away.

Yvan knew he had messed up again. He truly hadn't meant for that to happen.

But his body's reaction was undeniable.

"...I'm sorry," he managed, his voice strained.

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