Chapter 147


    E couldn’t help but question her allure. Where had she gone wrong?


    Previously, even when Yvan didn’ty a finger on her, his eyes still held a certain warmth. This time,


    when Yvan asked her to stay overnight, she thought maybe, just maybe, something real might happen


    between them. But, to her dismay, Yvan remained as detached as ever.


    Could it really be that after five long years, he had no desire to touch her?


    She refused to believe it. If he didn’t want her, why would he keep her close for five years? Why shower


    her with affection?


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    Then it hit her. It must be because of Matilda’s presence in the house; that’s why Yvan was acting this


    way. If only Matilda and her son didn’t exist!


    A surge of dark intent swelled within E’s eyes as she slipped into her lingerie and draped a sheer


    nightgown over herself, one as thin as a butterfly’s wings. She checked her tousled, sensual hair in the


    mirror before opening the door and stepping out.


    Yvan was in the midst of shedding his shirt when he saw E in her seductive attire. His movements


    halted, his fingers stiffening over the buttons before he continued. Without a word, he strode past her


    into the bathroom and shut the door behind him.


    The speed of his dismissal left E stunned, but she quickly reassured herself. It couldn’t be disinterest;


    Yvan must have been startled by her appearance, she thought.


    With a semnce of calm restored, E positioned herself enticingly on the bed and distracted herself


    with her phone. As soon as the sound of running water from the en–suite bathroom ceased, she


    switched her attention back to the door, silently waiting for Yvan to emerge.


    He appeared, his face as exquisitely handsome as ever.


    E had fallen for those mesmerizing eyes five years ago, but those same eyes had since remained


    impassive as if nothing could stir his interest following Rachel’s death.


    When he looked at her, it was always with a sense of nostalgia–a longing for Rachel.


    E knew that her resemnce to Rachel was the reason she had been able to stay by Yvan’s side for


    so long. Yet, after five years, she desperately wanted to be truly desired. But Yvan offered nothing more


    than embraces as if he needed nothing more.


    Yet, it was evident… Matilda had been pregnant, and E had confirmed that the child was Yvan’s. The


    child had been lost before E could intervene, a fact that gave her a twisted sense of satisfaction.


    Why was he willing to be with Matilda but not with her? In what way was she inferior to Matilda?


    Watching Yvan lie down beside her, E reached out to embrace him, pressing her body against his,


    and murmured in a daze, “Yvan…”


    Chapter 147


    It was a voice no man could resist.


    Yvan murmured low in response, patting her back in a patronizing manner, “Sleep now, goodnight.”


    That’s it? Just like that?


    E was not content. Seizing the cover of darkness, she grabbed the back of Yvan’s head and kissed


    him fervently.


    At that moment, as the warm touch of lips neared, Yvan’s head exploded with sound. He quickly


    pushed E away, but it was toote–the kiss hadnded on his lips.


    Instantly, his mind was flooded with images of Matilda, vulnerable and trembling beneath him, her skin


    exposed and hauntingly pale.


    Yvan felt feverish all over.


    E, pushed aside by Yvan, persisted, once again wrapping her arms around his neck, determined as


    ever, and leaned in for another attempt.