Chapter 451: The Weight of the Truth

Benson’s arm was still loosely wrapped around Yvonne’s waist, but the strength in his grip had vanished. His once firm hold had slackened, and the determination in his eyes was slowly replaced by weariness. Despite this, his heart refused to accept the finality of it all. Memories of the past clouded his thoughts, and his face paled as he quietly asked, "Is there really no chance for us?" His voice carried a note of despair, as if he already knew the answer but couldn’t stop clinging to a faint hope. Yvonne stood by the couch, turning slowly to face him. Her gaze was calm, almost cold, as she spoke, "I made it very clear last time, Benson. It’s over between us." Her voice was steady and distant, like a sharp, cold knife that severed the last thread of hope Benson held onto. Before she could finish speaking, Benson’s phone suddenly rang, interrupting the heavy atmosphere that hung between them. The phone vibrated incessantly on the coffee table, its screen lighting up in the darkne