Chapter 237 The Disguise of First Love

The night in Goodsprings had fully descended into darkness, with streetlights flickering faintly in the cool air. Yvonne dragged her weary steps into a hotel near the airport. She only planned to stay for one night and would catch an early flight back to Las Vegas the next morning. Her mood was even heavier than the weather outside. The receptionist’s smile seemed particularly harsh to her. Yvonne just nodded, took the room key, and hurried to the elevator. In her hotel room, she carelessly tossed her luggage aside and walked straight to the window. Through the gap in the curtains, she saw the city lights twinkling in the night, but her thoughts were far from the scene before her, replaying the events from earlier. The room was quiet, occasionally interrupted by footsteps in the hallway, but her heart felt like it had sunk into an abyss, unable to escape. Benson stood in a corner of the room, his gaze piercing through Yvonne like a sword. His eyes were deep and complex, as