Restoring a Life After Seven Years of Wrong Love novel Chapter 183

Meanwhile, in the adjacent private room.

Matthew Sutton looked at Yvette with a grave expression. "Are you really leaving Kingsbrook?"

"Yes." Yvette lowered her eyes to the orange juice in her glass. "I've already found a house I like."

Charlotte Clark grabbed her hand reluctantly, and Yvette patted the back of her hand in comfort.

"How can you manage alone? You love my nanny's cooking, so I'll just have her go with you to take care of you."

Matthew frowned deeply. She was already in her second trimester. She could barely manage on her own now, but once she hit the third trimester, there would be imminent risks of labor.

"It's fine. I already have someone in mind. If she's unwilling to go, I'll ask you for help," Yvette smiled faintly. "Thank you, Matthew."

"Yvette, you haven't even left yet and I'm already missing you." Charlotte rested her head on Yvette's shoulder.

Seeing the heavy mood, Matthew changed the subject. "My dad is coming back soon. You're going to have to tell him about leaving yourself."

Yvette's body stiffened.

Professor Crispin always seemed jovial and smiling, but when he got angry, he was terrifying.

He had been furious when she threw away her career for Jabez. Now, having just returned to her profession and without having achieved any major milestones, she was already planning to leave Kingsbrook.

The thought made her shudder.

She turned to Charlotte for help, but Charlotte caught her pleading gaze and decisively pulled her hand away. "Don't even try using me as a meat shield."

When Crispin Sutton got serious, he was incredibly intimidating. Plus, Charlotte naturally had a laid-back, rebellious personality.

Seeing Crispin was like a truant student running into a strict principal; she barely dared to breathe around him.

As their dinner drew to a close, Charlotte opened the door to head to the restroom.

Willow had left something in her private room and had come back alone to retrieve it.

Neither of them was paying attention, and they crashed into each other in the hallway.

Yvette reached out to steady herself against the wall.

Clatter.

Willow's bag dropped to the floor, and a black box rolled out from inside.

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