Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 915

Bennett: “I am talking properly. Am I not telling the truth?”

“I'm tired. I'm going to sleep.” Yvonne had completely lost the desire to speak with him.

Bennett’s lips curved into a slight smile as he reached out and touched Yvonne's hair, which was half-dry.

“Let's get your hair dry first.”

Yvonne lay on her side while Bennett sat on the edge of the bed, blow-drying her hair for her.

By the time her hair was dry, Yvonne was already asleep. Pregnant women always needed more sleep.

Bennett casually placed the blow-dryer on the nightstand, carefully tucked her in, and then quietly left the room.

Outside, Bennett stood by a window in the hallway, lit a cigarette, and took a leisurely drag.

The window offered a perfect view of the beach.

The bonfire on the beach was still burning, but the party was over, and staff were busy cleaning up.

Bennett glanced out before looking away, flicking the ash from his cigarette.

He heard faint footsteps behind him. Noah stepped out of the elevator, saw Bennett by the window, and walked straight over.

“Why aren't you in your room?” Noah asked.

“Just came out for a smoke,” Bennett said, flicking his cigarette again. “Is the party over?”

Although Mr. Thompson Sr. had retired, his influence remained, and many of his former subordinates now held high-ranking positions. While the elder Thompson’s political career had likely peaked, he held his current position firmly, making him a person of consequence. And Bennett himself was young, promising, and had a limitless future.

Even the most powerful outsiders struggle against deep-rooted local influence, but the Lanes weren't even a blip on the Thompsons' radar.

“It's getting late. You should go back and get some rest, Noah. Don't forget to have a maid make you something to sober you up,” Bennett said.

“Yeah.” Noah nodded, then asked, “Are you skipping the team-building activities tomorrow too?”

“I am. I'm going to spend the day with Yvonne, just walking around the island,” Bennett replied.

He had come here mainly to give Yvonne a relaxing getaway; attending the company retreat was secondary. He couldn't get his priorities mixed up.

Seeing Bennett so devoted to his wife, Noah thought of Cynthia, who had left early, and felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest.