Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 209

That silent sorrow made Yvonne want to cry.

Her eyes burned red as she fought to hold back the tears.

After a long while, Bennett finally stood up, his gaze once again falling on Yvonne. “What are you doing here?”

Yvonne was at a loss for words.

“Would you believe me if I said I was just passing by?” Yvonne asked, her reddish, almond-shaped eyes blinking with a look of pure innocence as she spun her lie.

Bennett let out a low, cold scoff. “What do you think?”

Yvonne fell silent again.

Since she couldn’t come up with a plausible excuse, she decided to just own it. “Believe me or not.”

It was unclear whether Bennett believed her or not. He gave her one last, deep look, then turned and walked away without another word.

Yvonne watched his figure disappear from sight before bending down to pick up the roses he had left. She held them in her arms and lowered her head to inhale their fragrance.

Mm, they smelled nice.

Bennett’s car was parked at the foot of the hill.

When Simon saw Bennett coming down, he immediately got out and opened the rear door for him.

He watched Bennett with a cautious expression. Every year, after visiting the cemetery, Bennett’s mood would turn foul.

Everyone knew that even with a new girlfriend, Mr. Bennett Thompson was still devoted to his late love, a truly steadfast man.

Bennett slid into the car without a word, and the atmosphere inside grew heavy with silence.

He couldn't figure it out, so he stopped wasting his brain cells. He started the engine, and the black Mercedes began to move forward slowly.

Bennett sat in the back, one arm resting casually on the window frame.

His gaze drifted outside, and just then, he saw Yvonne walking out of the cemetery, a large bouquet of vibrant red roses in her arms.

By the time Yvonne walked out of the cemetery and reached the foot of the hill, Bennett was long gone.

Yvonne opened her car door, slid inside, and placed the roses on the passenger seat.

She didn’t drive off right away. Instead, she sat quietly, her eyes half-closed, lost in thought.

In a daze, she felt as if she had been transported back six years.

She was about to graduate from the police academy when she was called in for a secret meeting with her superiors. She accepted the undercover mission and dropped out of the academy.