Chapter 120

Josephine froze for a second before recalling her outfit for the night. All of a sudden, she felt a little self-conscious. "I like it. Not that it's any of your business. But you—shouldn't you be in Crestwood taking care of Uncle Joe instead of wandering around aimlessly here?" Yvan scoffed. "I like wandering around. Not that it's any of your business." Josephine was rendered speechless. "Uncle Joe's seriously ill this time. Even if there's nothing you can do, you should still visit him every day and be there for him. Don't regret it later." "Oh?" Yvan tilted his head, smirking like he was waiting to pick a fight. "Got it. You're basically hoping my dad won't make it." Josephine sucked in a sharp breath. "Are you out of your mind? How could you twist my words like that?" Yvan's smirk deepened. "Isn't that what you meant? Then go on; explain yourself. What kind of regrets were you talking about?" "I…" Damn it. That was what she meant. Josephine was at a loss for words. She glanced