Chapter 190

Lorraine wasn't in the best condition to discuss business right now. I carefully noted Yvonne's requirements, double-checked them, and asked Murphy to send her off. Before leaving, she stopped at the doorway, her grip tightening slightly on the doorknob. "Marrying Lorraine is your choice, and I can't control that." I raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to continue. "But I won't let Jonas continue staying with you. See you in court," she said, her face full of disdain. Standing frozen in place, I rubbed my chin, not thinking much of her words. … Inside the ward, Jonas had curled up and fallen asleep on a nearby bed without me noticing. According to psychology, his posture was a sign of insecurity. "His mind is always burdened by his thoughts. Who knows what's in that head of his?" I asked. Lorraine raised a finger to her lips. "Keep your voice down. He's a light sleeper." Even the slightest noise could wake him up. "What did you talk to him about?" I frowned as I recalled Yvonne