Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 402

Bennett had been about to reach for Yvonne's hand again, but he quietly lowered his arm.

"Did Yvonne lose?" Monica asked.

"Yes, and it was a miserable defeat," Yvonne complained with a playful pout.

Monica laughed. "Bennett is a mastermind. It would be a miracle if you could beat him. Let's not bother with him. Come have some fruit."

Yvonne got up and sat beside Monica, picking up a small fork to spear a piece of cut melon. It was incredibly sweet, and she closed her eyes in delight.

Soon, Mrs. Moore's ravioli was ready. Yvonne followed Monica into the kitchen to help bring out the dishes.

The dining table in the Jones' home was laden with food.

Bruce had even opened a bottle of spirits and a bottle of red wine.

Bennett drank with Bruce and Mr. Moore, while Yvonne chatted with Monica and Mrs. Moore.

The ravioli Mrs. Moore made was fragrant and delicious, and Yvonne ate a whole bowl.

"I know you're allergic to seafood, so apart from the braised fish, there's no seafood in any of the other dishes. Eat up. Girls these days are so concerned with being thin they neglect their health."

Mrs. Moore chattered on as she piled food onto Yvonne's plate.

"Thank you, Mrs. Moore," Yvonne said, her eyes crinkling with a smile as she held the full bowl.

She loved Mrs. Moore's cooking and even her nagging. Only at the Jones' home could she feel the warmth of a real family again.

Yvonne had recently been reading the script for a time-travel drama. Sometimes, as she read, she wondered if she could travel back in time, she'd want to return to her university days.

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