Restoring a Life After Seven Years of Wrong Love novel Chapter 175

Yvette sneered inwardly.

With acting skills this good, it was a tragedy Willow hadn't pursued a career in Hollywood.

"I'm sorry."

"Jabez, Ms. Yeats looks terrible. You didn't force her to come, did you?" Willow asked with calculated sweetness. "I told you to be gentler with her. If she doesn't want to apologize, we can just let it go."

She added gently, "She's my older sister, after all. Even if she didn't come to apologize, I wouldn't actually hold it against her."

Hearing Willow's sickly sweet words felt like swallowing a live bug.

Absolutely disgusting.

"She came voluntarily." Jabez's voice was soft as he turned his gaze to Yvette, his eyes flashing with a sharp warning. "Isn't that right, Ms. Yeats?"

Suppressing the overwhelming urge to slap someone, Yvette said through gritted teeth, "I came voluntarily."

From an angle Jabez couldn't see, Willow shot Yvette a smug, triumphant look.

Yvette had been so fiercely righteous when she rejected her before, yet here she was, bowing her head in submission just the same.

"You don't even have a smile on your face, sister. I almost thought you didn't want to see me."

With a white bandage wrapped neatly around her forehead, Willow's voice was frail and delicate, her eyelashes trembling perfectly on cue.

Jabez shot a piercing glare at Yvette, and she received his warning loud and clear.

Twitching the corners of her mouth, she forced out a tight smile, though it looked incredibly strained.

"Ms. Huxley, I am sorry." She purposely raised her voice for this line, just to prevent Willow from pretending she couldn't hear and dragging the humiliation out further.

"Jabez, I'm dizzy." Willow tugged at his sleeve, her body going entirely limp as she swooned gracefully into his arms.

She threw a prideful, flaunting glance at Yvette. Seeing Yvette's intense dissatisfaction masked by forced endurance brought her immense pleasure.

Despite being in a fantastic mood, her face remained the picture of fragile weakness.

Looking frantic, Jabez glared at Yvette. "What are you standing there for? Get a doctor!"

Yvette wordlessly pressed the call button.

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