Chapter 164 Misplaced Love

In Matthew's villa, their room was unusually quiet. Night had draped itself over the entire room, with moonlight seeping through the gaps in the curtains, casting a faint glow on the floor. The air was filled with a subtle woody fragrance, adding to the tranquility. Everything in the room seemed to be still, with only the ticking of the clock's second hand breaking the silence. Benson stood by the window, his brows slightly furrowed, his deep eyes full of complex emotions. His fingers gripped the windowsill tightly, knuckles turning white from the pressure. The scenery outside the window was blurry, as if shrouded in a thin mist, making it look hazy and mysterious. He turned around and walked slowly toward Yvonne. She sat in a chair in the middle of the room, her gaze calm and indifferent. The distance between them gradually closed, and it seemed as if every particle of dust in the air could feel the tension between them. Benson stood in front of her, gently gripping her sh