Unbreakable Love His Passion for Her Transcends Death

Shannon stepped forward when she saw Xavier approaching. "Jerry wants to talk to you alone." With that, Shannon and the others left. Xavier approached Jeremiah. "Did you send those texts?" he asked.

Jeremiah's expression softened, motioning for him to come closer.

Seeing this, Xavier leaned in slightly. Jeremiah struggled to speak. "She loves me. I'm the one she wanted to marry!"

Xavier's hands, previously relaxed, tightened slowly in front of him. His knuckles turned white, and his eyes were cold.

He was certain now that Yvette had gotten the wrong person.

Has she really mistaken him for Jeremiah? How absurd!

Xavier had even believed that Yvette was deeply in love with him...

Jeremiah sensed the change in Xavier's mood. However, he didn't back down and even became somewhat provocative.

"I should have been her husband," he hissed.

Xavier's throat tightened. If the person in front of him hadn't been his brother, he might have killed him.

"I don't care what happened between you two before. I'm her husband now." Xavier stood up. "You've finally woken up. You should rest well, shouldn't you? Don't stay asleep again!" After coldly saying those words, Xavier left Jeremiah's room in wide strides.

Shannon hurried to Xavier. "The doctor said it's a miracle that Jerry has woken up. They believe he'll be able to stand up again soon."

Xavier, who had an extremely cold air about him, was not in the mood to be congratulating anyone. "I hope he never stands up again."

After saying that, he ignored Shannon's shocked expression and left the place. He drove all the way back to Dewberry Manor, with Yvette's and Jeremiah's voices echoing in his mind. "I got the wrong person."

"She loves me. I'm the one she wanted to marry!"

Xavier had a splitting headache. The prolonged lack of rest was wearing him down, but he refused to sleep.

Finally, he arrived at Dewberry Manor.

Xavier grabbed a bottle of wine.

Sitting alone on the couch, he listened to the wind and snow. outside while he recalled everything that had happened since he had gotten engaged to Yvette.

Once, after he had given Yvette the cold shoulder, she had said, "You've changed."

But he hadn't changed at all.

He poured the wine into a glass and downed it in one go. One glass followed another until he had finished the entire bottle.

His headache only got worse. As he leaned back on the couch, he muttered to himself, "You lied to me!"

Perhaps due to the alcohol, he finally managed to fall asleep.

Kiki had long known where Yvette was going, so she bought two plane tickets and planned to leave the next day.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Zachary worriedly asked, "Kiki, are we really leaving now? Won't everyone else find it strange?"

He was actually hinting to Kiki that they might catch Xavier's attention if they left now.

"Well, your mom is waiting for us. The longer you delay, the more worried she'll be."

Zachary didn't say anything more upon hearing this.

He knew what Yvette was worried about, but unfortunately, he was too young to help her now. But he wouldn't give up. When he grew up, he would definitely come back here again and make sure that everyone who had taken advantage of Yvette was punished.

Before dawn the next day, Kiki took Zachary and got into the car heading to the airport.

The bodyguard who was tracking them called Xavier.

Xavier bore through the dizziness and answered the phone. "What?"

"Kiki Torres has taken the child to the airport."

Xavier immediately sat up on the couch. "Follow them. See where they're going." "Yes, sir."

After hanging up, Xavier grabbed his coat, hastily put it on, and rushed out the door. His head had cleared up a

bit now that he had taken a short nap.

He had a suspicion that those two children weren't Claude's sons!