Chapter 493 I Just Want to Know What I Am to You
Chapter 493 I Just Want to Know What I Am to You
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Wyatt tossed the towel into the basin, irritated. “Why is your body so weak? Go a little hard and you end up with a fever.”
He looked up at Yunice’s expression, frowning. “Stop crying. You’ve been crying since last night.”
He reached out and ran his thumb under the corner of her wet eye. “Are you crying because I bullied you, or because you’re upset there’s someone else in my heart?”
Yunice turned her head away, refusing to respond.
His fingers brushed nothing but air, and his face immediately darkened.
Out of the corner of her eye, Yunice stole a glance at him, thinking he’d explode. But instead, he just stood up, scowling. “What do you want?”
Yunice glared at him, still simmering. “I want to see Nora. I want to know what happened between you
two.”
Wyatt folded his arms, his brow deeply furrowed. He looked impatient, like he was one wrong word away from snapping.
Leaning against the headboard, Yunice looked half–dead, saying flatly, “Go ahead and kill me if you want.”
She burned up at the slightest touch. Push her too far for a couple days and she might really die.
If Wyatt wanted to test her obedience, he probably couldn’t.
He inhaled sharply, furious. No one had ever gotten under his skin like this.
When he didn’t answer, Yunice turned her head and shut her eyes, her lips tight as tears rolled silently down.
She cried miserably.
Wyatt rubbed the bridge of his nose. He’d had enough.
“Can we finish dealing with the Saunders mess before you start flipping out?”
The situation with the Crawfords wasn’t resolved yet. And at such a critical moment, the two most important people had suddenly gone missing–anyone would get suspicious.
Besides, it mattered to Yunice too. They couldn’t just leave it.
Just then, the same housekeeper/from earlier came to the door, clearly uneasy. She said softly, “Sir, the Crawford family called. They asked if you could return their call.”
See? They’d already noticed something was off.
Wyatt turned to Yunice. “Stay home. I’ll handle it.”
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Chapter 493 I Just Want to Know What I Am to You
She had a fever–best not to go out.
Wyatt went to the living room to return the call,
“Mr. Carl…”
“Yeah, she’s running a fever.”
Carl said, “A fever? Then I’ll send Freya over to take care of her. You come to the Crawford house.
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His tone was calm and polite, but anyone with a brain could tell–he didn’t trust Wyatt. He was sending Freya to check things out.
Wyatt didn’t exactly have a spotless reputation, and Yunice was just a delicate young woman. Who could guarantee nothing would happen to her?
Wyatt’s eyes darkened. He gripped the phone. “…Okay.”
When he returned to the bedroom, Yunice was actually out of bed.
Maybe because of the fever, she looked weak. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she held her forehead, visibly
upset.
Wyatt walked over and scowled. “Three days. Can you give me three days?”
Yunice looked up, eyes red and full of defiance. “What’s with your attitude?”
“You tricked me into marriage. You’re the one two–timing. I’m not even making a scene–I just want to understand what I mean to you. What right do you have to yell at me?”
Wyatt stared at her, stunned. It was the first time Yunice had actually complained to him.
But he wasn’t angry at all.
He stepped closer and lifted her chin.
She turned her face away.
Wyatt asked, “This is my first marriage. How’s that a scam?”
“And I’m clean. You’ve always known that, haven’t you?”
“Nora… we weren’t even officially together. At most, we were ambiguous.” At the word ambiguous, Yunice’s long lashes fluttered–barely noticeable. She thought she was rational enough. Rational enough to control her emotions. She thought she could calmly accept Wyatt having been in a relationship with Nora.
But she hadn’t expected that one word–ambiguous–could make her chest
ten.
She cared.
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She cared that Wyatt had been involved with another woman. Even more, she cared that he had once truly fallen for someone else.
Ambiguous. That stage when emotions are at their most tangled.
Half–formed feelings, loaded glances, affection blooming in every little moment.
If Nora hadn’t suddenly ended up in a coma, would that relationship have ever ended? Would Yunice even be in the picture now? (1)
When Yunice stayed silent, Wyatt said, “Freya’s coming to see you in a bit.”
He held her hand, fingers gently wrapping around hers. “Don’t say anything reckless. Don’t make trouble.
Yunice could go tell on him. She could cry and accuse him of cheating.
But if she wanted Carl’s help to get a divorce, Wyatt could also ask Carl for a few tips.
He was never above playing dirty.
The bedroom door opened and closed. Wyatt left.
With his coat in hand, he headed for the living room–where Freya was already waiting by the door.
She raised her hand, fingers fluttering like piano keys as she greeted him. “Morning, Mr. Wyatt.” Wyatt curled his lips into a smile, sharp–edged and dangerous. “You got here fast.”
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