Chapter 212 The One in His Heart

After Benson spoke softly, the room instantly fell into a deep silence. Yvonne curled up on the bed, seemingly lost in her dream. Her face was pale, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, perhaps due to the fatigue from the night before, making her slow to respond. Benson gazed at her, a trace of concern in his eyes. He let out a soft sigh, as if releasing all his worries with that single breath. He stood up, his movements so gentle that they were almost inaudible, careful not to disturb Yvonne's peaceful slumber. He walked into the bathroom, where the mirror was already fogged up. The soft light cast a warm and tranquil atmosphere in the room. He took out his toiletries, and the damp towel in his hand became warm and soft. Benson’s actions were meticulous as he gently wiped Yvonne's face. Water droplets slid down her cheeks, as if bringing a touch of cool comfort to her. The bathroom was filled with a faint, fresh fragrance, and the air felt refreshingly clean after being wash