Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 688

Yvonne was at a loss for words. She wasn't against having children, but she was only twenty, in the prime of her life, with her career on the rise. A baby right now would be very complicated.

Seeing her conflicted expression, Bennett shook his head and chuckled. "I pulled out last night. And it's your safe period, so you shouldn't get pregnant under normal circumstances. The morning-after pill has a lot of side effects. I'll be more careful from now on."

"Oh," Yvonne said, nodding.

She decided to let nature take its course. If she still got pregnant, then it was a gift from heaven.

After breakfast, Bennett cleared the dishes.

Yvonne lounged on the living room sofa, basking in the sun and reading a script.

After finishing the dishes, Bennett came over and sat down opposite her.

He picked an orange from the fruit bowl on the coffee table. With long, slow fingers, he peeled it, carefully removing all the white pith before handing the segments to Yvonne.

Yvonne took it and ate slowly, then asked just as leisurely.

"Does Mr. Bennett Thompson plan to stay cooped up at home forever?"

"I need to rest for a while, at least until the investigation is complete. What's wrong? Don't you like me spending more time with you?"

"Director Ward's production starts filming next week at the latest. I'll probably have to be on set, so I won't be able to keep you company," Yvonne said.

"My situation should be resolved by the end of the month. They'll have to find a scapegoat to close the case," Bennett sneered.

"Do you know who was behind it?" Yvonne frowned.

"It was a clean job; there's no evidence. But whoever took such a big risk to come after me must have a lot to gain. If I die, the biggest beneficiary would be that illegitimate son, Eden. But he doesn't have the power to meddle in military affairs on his own. The Walker family must have pulled some strings."

Bennett analyzed methodically.

"You're sure?" Bennett raised an eyebrow, a hint of heat in his eyes.

"Mmm," Yvonne mumbled, then asked, "When are Helen and Bullet coming back?"

"Tomorrow, probably." Bennett stood up, bent down to lift Yvonne from the sofa, and strode towards the bedroom.

Bennett placed Yvonne on the large bed in the bedroom and then lowered himself on top of her.

"Bennett, I'm tired. Don't start anything," Yvonne said, her hands against his chest.

"I was planning to go out to get some air, blow off some steam. Since you don't want to go out, we'll have to find another way to blow off steam," Bennett said slowly, his fingers unhurriedly unbuttoning her shirt.

"No, I'm tired," Yvonne protested.