Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 288

Bennett was thrown back against the seat by her push.

His dark eyes deepened. After staring at her for a moment, he said in a low, raspy voice, “Sorry.”

“It’s fine. I know you’re just drunk, Mr. Thompson. But you have a fiancée, so you should stop kissing other girls randomly. It would hurt your fiancée if she found out.”

Yvonne tried hard to control her emotions, but her voice still cracked with a sob.

After she spoke, she quickly opened the door, got out, and ran toward the apartment building.

Bennett watched her back disappear from sight before he finally got out of the car.

He didn’t go back to the apartment. Instead, he leaned against the car door, took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, and lit one. The ember glowed and faded between two fingers of his left hand.

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For some time after that, Yvonne didn’t see Bennett again.

Bennett was busy with work, so it was normal for him not to be at the apartment. Besides, after two unexpected kisses, any encounter between them would only be awkward.

Yvonne had been recovering at the apartment, turning down most of her work. Now that she was healed, Sandra gradually started arranging jobs for her again.

Yvonne landed two endorsement deals, both with impressive fees.

Her and Sandra’s studio was now profitable. However, they donated most of the profits to the Red Cross, educational charities, and foundations supporting the elderly and children with serious illnesses or financial hardships.

In her past life, Yvonne’s dream had been to become a police officer and serve the people.

But her current body was too weak, with a congenital heart defect that had required surgery. Although she seemed normal, she would never pass the physical exam for the police academy or the military.

Still, Yvonne had always been one to adapt to her circumstances.

If she couldn’t fight evil, she could still do good. The high income of a celebrity could be used to give back to society.

Yvonne had no choice but to call Thomas to express her gratitude.

“If you really want to thank me, you could do me a favor,” Thomas said casually on the other end of the line.

Yvonne asked, “What favor?”

Thomas replied, “I have a banquet to attend this weekend, and I don’t have a date yet. Would you be my plus-one?”

It was just being his date, so Yvonne agreed without a second thought.

For the banquet, Yvonne chose a haute couture gown. She didn’t have to pay for it; it was sponsored by the brand.

The pale-yellow, backless gown set off her snow-white skin, making her look radiant and captivating. A matching set of diamond earrings and a necklace made her seem to sparkle.

When Thomas saw her, his eyes lit up.