Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 294

Bennett’s tall frame loomed over her. He had intended to pull the covers over her, but Yvonne clearly misunderstood. She instinctively curled up, shrinking away from his touch in alarm.

Seeing this, Bennett let out a humorless laugh.

“If I really wanted to do something to you, do you think you could get away?”

Yvonne’s body was still weak. Lying in bed, she felt a sense of complete helplessness, like she was at his mercy.

She turned her head to look at Bennett and suddenly felt that the man before her had become a complete stranger.

“Bennett, this isn’t what you should be doing.”

“What should I be doing? You know me so well?” Bennett asked, looking down at her.

Yvonne was suddenly at a loss for words. A dull ache spread through her chest, so painful that she started to have trouble breathing again. Tears welled up in her eyes and began to fall, unstoppable.

“Are you feeling unwell again? Should I call the doctor?” Bennett’s cold demeanor vanished in an instant, his softer tone tinged with worry.

“I don’t need you to do anything!” Yvonne snapped at him, but her voice was thick with sobs.

“Then stop crying,” Bennett said, standing by the bed and watching her with narrowed eyes.

Yvonne’s tear-filled eyes, like those of a fawn, glared back at him, though her gaze held no real threat.

“I’ve just been branded a homewrecker. Am I not even allowed to cry about it?”

Bennett was silent for a long moment before he finally said, “Stop crying. I’ll handle everything. I won’t let you be slandered.”

Yvonne was speechless.

What on earth was he talking about? Did he even know what he was saying?

Just as Yvonne was about to speak, the door to the room was pushed open.

Yolanda and Thomas walked in.

Seeing this, Oscar subtly shifted his body to shield Darcy.

“Darcy already told me what happened. It was all a misunderstanding. He saw Ms. Jones was unwell and wanted to help, but Mr. Thompson misunderstood. I’ve already had him personally apologize to Ms. Jones…”

Oscar spoke calmly, his tone impeccable.

However, before he could finish, Bennett had already kicked Darcy squarely in the chest.

Caught off guard, Darcy was knocked to the ground.

He stumbled as he tried to get up, but Bennett pinned his arm to the floor with his foot.

“This is the hand you touched her with, isn’t it?” Bennett said, looking down at him, then applied pressure. Darcy heard the sharp crack of his own bone breaking, followed by a pained scream.

“Bennett, don’t go too far! The Rogers family is not to be trifled with!” Oscar’s face changed as he watched his brother get hurt.