Chapter22
Yvetterealizedthatthecharmmusthavegonemissingaftershegotdrunk.
SheloweredhergazeandpulledoutherphofindWilson’snumber.
“DidyouseesomethingIwaswearingaroundmyneckyesterday?”shetextedhim.
Thereplycamequickly.“IthinkIdid.”
Seeingthisreply,Yvettefeltalittle relieved.Justasshewasabouttotypeareply,avideocallcamethrough.
Assoonassheanswered,shewasgreetedbythesightofWilson’shandsomeface.Hehadafaintsmile,makinghimlookevenmorealluring.
“Isthisit?”Hisslenderfingersheldupanoldcharmthathadclearlybeenwornforalongtime.
“That’sit!”YvettespokeurgentlybutthennoticedWilsonsuddenlyaverthisgaze.Hisearstumedslightlyred.
ItwasonlythenthatYvetterealizedshehadjuseoutofthebathroomandwasonlywearingabathtowel.N?velDrama.Org owns this.
Thetowelwaswrappedtightlyaroundher,entuatinghercurvaceousfigure.
WilsonloweredhismesmerizingeyeswhilehisAdam’sapplebobbed.Thedepthsinhiseyeswereunreadable.
Shereallyknewhowtotortureaman.
“I’llbringittoyounexttimewemeet.”
Hearinghishuskyvoice,Yvettefeltherearsinexplicablywarmup.Shenoddedandsoftlyagreed.“Okay.”
Afterthevideocallended,Wilsongently strokedthecharminhishand.Seeingthenameengravedonit,hereadit outloud,andhissmilegrewdeeper,“Yvie”
Outsidethe office,Samuel’stroubledvoicesuddenlyechoed.“Mrs.QuinnSenior,Mr.Quinnisworking.Youcan’t
goin.”
“Idon’tcarewhathe’sdoing.Don’tyoutryandstopme.I’mgoingtoseehim!Ifanyonestandsinmyway,I’llfirethem!”
HearingMartha’svoiceoutside,Wilsonnarrowedhiseyesandputthecharmaway.
Samuelclearlycouldn’tstopMarthaShestormedinangrily.“Iheardyou’regoingtobreakoffyourengagementwiththeMurraysdaughtersoon.Is thistrue?”
Knowinghecouldn’thidethisfromMarthaforlong,Wilsonadmitteditdirectly.“Yes,Grandma.I’vemadeupmymind.”
Heshould’vedhatatthebanquetthatday,buttheMurrays‘daughterhadleftearlyduetoanemergency.
Uponhearinghisconfirmation,Marthawasvisiblyfurious.Shemmedherhandagainstthedesk.“Idon’tagree!Thismarriagewasarrangedlongagoandcannotbecalledoff!Ifyoubreakofftheengagement,it’llputtheMurraysinadifficultposition.”
personallyapologizetoMr.andMrs.Murray,thendomybesttomakeamends.”
NoticinghowstubbornWilsonwasbeing,Martha’sheartsank.“Areyoureallysetonthis?”
Wilsonnodded.“Yes,Grandina.”Histonewasfirmandunyielding.
“ThatdaughteroftheMurraysisreallynice.I’vemether.She’sawonderfulyoundy.Ifyoubreakofttheengagement,you’llregretitfortherestof yourlile.”
“Grandma,nomatterhowwonderfulsheis,Iwon’tregretit.”Wilson’sexpressionremainedunchangedashespokecalmly,“IalreadyhavesomeoneIlike,sothisengagementmustend.”