Chapter 168 The Vicious Cycle of Marriage

In a small motel room, two people whispered to each other, leaving outsiders unaware of what was said. The atmosphere in the room was heavy and tense, as if secrets and unresolved mysteries lingered in the air. When Yvonne came downstairs, her expression was calm and indifferent. It was as if everything she had just experienced hadn't stirred the slightest ripple in her heart. Her cool demeanor exuded an unapproachable elegance, as if an invisible barrier separated her from the world. Her steps were slow but firm, each one taken with silent determination, as if crushing past memories beneath her feet. She wore little, and the cold wind seemed to penetrate her thin clothing. Seeing this, Benson immediately took off his coat, intending to drape it over her shoulders. However, Yvonne subtly avoided his concern and got into the car. Her actions were natural and resolute, as if she was already accustomed to avoiding him. Benson's face stiffened slightly, his hand pausing in