Chapter 97
âMs. Murray, why are you hereâ¦â Samuel asked in disbelief. Wideâeyed, he stared at Yvette in shock.
Hearing Samuelâs questions, Yvette snapped back to her senses. She remembered that time bombs were planted under where Wilson and Samuel were positioned.
Yvette immediately said to Jake over the , âDeactivate the bombs immediatelyâ¦â
Jake was taken aback by Yvetteâs sudden shout. His hands shook, and he mistakenly pressed the activate button instead of the deactivator.
When he heard the beeping sound signaled the impending explosion, Jakeâs heart .
âShit, Boss is still in the secret room!â he thought.
With a loud boom, the bombs went off. Wilson immediately jumped on Yvette and protected her in his arms.
The place they had been sitting got blown up into pieces.
With his hand over his wounds, Samuel was stunned. He felt relieved that they reacted quickly. Otherwise, they wouldâve gotten blown up by Yvettel
âAs expected of Ms. Murray. She cut to the chase and bombed us without a word,â Samuel thought.
âAre you hurt?â
Wilson immediately checked if Yvette was . His jaw was tight, and he looked very concerned.
Yvette wellâprotected, and she didnât sustain any injuries.
, a piece of debris from the bomb left a cut on Wilsonâs , was still bleeding.
Feeling conflicted Yvette shook her head. âIâm fine, but you get your wounds treated now.â
As she finished, she forced Wilson to stay still and treated his wounds. Wilson cooperated, .
The debris was close to Wilsonâs eyes. At the thought of that, Yvette couldnât help but feel upset.
âDoes it hurt?â she asked.
Wilson sensed her negative emotions and hugged her waist. He joked, âIf it does can you blow on it for me?â
Hearing that, Yvette didnât hesitate and blew on the wound. Wilson could feel his heart melt, and he tightened grip around Yvetteâs waist.
Wilson thought Yvette was adorable. He was hopelessly in love with her and committed to her for life.
âThank you, dear Yvie. It doesnât hurt â
It was a normal statement it sounded flirtatious when Wilson said it.
âMy dear Yvie?â Yvette pondered, but she didnât try to challenge him.
Wilson smiled wider. He said, âIs this what you meant by resting at home? Hmm?â
Yvette refuted, âAnd you said you some matters to attend to at night!
, it was this!â