Chapter 52 Leaving Yvette Behind

As soon as Yvette finished speaking, she turned and strode out, leaving Alex behind, who huffed and puffed while chasing her down the hallway, muttering angrily, "This is how you thank me, huh? I'm just trying to help, and all I get is attitude! You were singing a different tune last night, practically yelling with joy—you nearly burst my eardrums!" Then, he turned back to me with a warm, fatherly smile. "C'mon, Owen, freshen up a bit and come eat," he said. I nodded, smiling. "Sure thing, Alex." He beamed, nodding approvingly. He shot a scowl in her direction and started up again, "Now, where was I? Oh, right—come back here, you little brat!" Finally, a sigh of relief. I hurried to the mirror to freshen up, but when I caught a glimpse of myself, I almost choked. My face was flushed, my lips were swollen, and there were unmistakable marks on my neck—kiss marks, plus a very clear bite mark. How was I supposed to show my face like this? "Yvette!" I cursed under my breath, fists cle