Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 100

Yvonne really wanted to follow her doctor’s orders—no stress, no fighting. But Jeffrey was begging for a beating.

She was about to kick him into next week when a tall, imposing figure stepped between them. With effortless ease, Bennett broke Jeffrey’s grip on her arm.

Jeffrey stumbled, catching his balance just in time. He was furious, but seeing who it was, he swallowed his anger. “This is a Spencer family matter, Mr. Thompson. I don’t think you should interfere,” he said through gritted teeth.

“I’m interfering. What are you going to do about it?” Bennett replied with a cold smile before turning to Yvonne. “Are your tests done?”

“Yes,” she nodded.

“Let me see the report,” he said, holding out his hand.

She obediently handed him the file. He glanced through it, then gave it back. “Let’s go.”

Yvonne followed him toward the elevators, and they walked past Jeffrey without a second glance.

“Yvonne!” Jeffrey roared, his voice low with impotent rage. He didn’t dare challenge Bennett, so he directed his anger at her.

She acted as if she hadn’t heard a thing.

“Bennett,” Bennett replied, his tone cool but polite as he shook the man’s hand.

Jonas led them through a restricted-access exit to a green military-style jeep. The vehicle sped down the highway toward the border. Jonas and the driver sat in the front, while Yvonne and Bennett were in the back. The terrain was unfamiliar to Yvonne, and she watched through the window as fields gave way to mountains and lakes.

Bennett leaned his head back against the seat, his eyes closed. Yvonne rested her chin on her hand and watched him. The passing streetlights cast shifting patterns of light and shadow across his face.

Her mind drifted back in time. She remembered a winter vacation one year when Bennett had taken her up north to see the snow. They had traveled by plane, then train, then bus, a long journey from south to north. She had sat by the window, watching the scenery, and he had sat beside her, watching her.