The Remorseful Brothers Novel

“Yvette! Are you sure it’s her?” Morgan’s expression turned cold and serious,

Yasmine nodded solemnly. She had interacted with Yvette numerous times, hearing both the sweet and harsh things she’d said. Even though she hadn’t seen the person directly, she was certain it was Yvette. As for the reason, it was most likely because of Xavier. Xavier had been acting strange Lately, comforting her after their breakup. Anyone would overthink it, including Yvette.

“When Helen was taken this time, Xavier didn’t put up much of a fight, almost as if he had been experting it. It goes to show he understands quite. well in his heart” Morgan paused for a moment before continuing. There’s also something really important – Yvette is pregnant

“Huh, her pregnancy came at just the right time, right after everything blew up. This is Xavier’s first child, so both Selena and Matthew would go to great lengths to protect her Yasmine’s voice turned icy

Selena is extremely traditional. She had criticized and scolded Yasmine for having no children three years into her marriage with Xavier. However she would never find out that her son had intentionally remained pure for Yvette, never touching Yasmine. Now that Yvette is pregnant, setting aside the fact that she has always been Xavier’s true love, just based on Selena’s reaction, they would definitely ensure her safety. No wonder Selena hasn’t made a scene this time. It seems Yvette’s pregnancy is far more significant than Helen’s.

No one would have thought that brainless Helen could come up with such a scheme. Devising such a deep plot, even just to convince the Lutz fami

mily to agree to it, is quite challenging. There might be someone else behind the scenes giving advice.

Yasmine recalled the scene at the horse ranch where she saw Helen and Yvette with Irene. Last time, Helen got out of the detention center unscathed because of Irene. She lay on the bed, having finished her soup, and leaned back against the headboard, feeling relaxed. Perhaps it was time for her to fight back.

Morgan placed the tablet in front of Yasmine. “Don’t worry about the Lynch family situation. Our family has a factory that hasn’t been activated. It was under my dad’s management a few years ago, but he stopped using it. The machines were all purchased from Steinreich, just one generation behind whar Uncle Donovan has, so they should be more than adequate.

Yasmine gave her cousin Morgan a grateful look, “Thanks, Morgan.”

“Family doesn’t draw lines, Morgan said, retrieving the tablet. “Ms. Lynch felt really guilty about what happened. She cried for a long time outside the emergency room yesterday.”

“She… she must have been terrified, Yasmine wouldn’t doubt Lucy’s intentions. Lucy acted out of frantic confusion, but she would never want to harm her. Til all her.”

It was already 11:30 at night, and inside the Radiant Bar, lights were dazzling. In the farthest corner at the bar, Lucy was drinking and crying. It was all her fault. If it weren’t for her, how could Yasmine have been bullied! She blamed herself for not checking things out thoroughly before bringing Yasmine over, or none of this would have happened. She dawned another glass of wine, only to choke and cough repeatedly.

“Hey, gorgeous, how about a drink?” A man sidled up to her, trying to wrap his arm around her shoulders. He had noticed Lucy as soon as she appeared, after all, a stunning beauty like her was a rare sight. His eyes, gleaming like a predator in the hunt, sent a chill down one’s spine. His hand had already draped over Lucy’s shoulder. He watched her with the intent focus of a beast stalking its prey, as if she was already his possession.

Under the flickering lights, Lucy’s skin looked even smoother. She shoved him away, “Back off, who do you think you are?”

“No need to get so worked up! Who doesn’t come to a bar just to have fun! If it weren’t for your good looks, you think I’d even bother with you!” The man pressed a drink to Lucy’s lips, “Drink it down for mel

Lucy slapped the glass away, the sharp sound of shattering glass startling those around her. Even Lucy felt more awake. “Stay away from me! Get Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

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The man grabbed Lucy and tried to drag her into a private room, his eyes shining with the most disgusting and vile intentions. The people in the bar were used to such scenes; none would step in to intervene.

Just as they reached the door to the private room, Lucy started to vomit violently, the nauseating mix of alcohol and sweat in the air making her sick to her stomach,

The man glanced disdainfully at Lucy, but he wasn’t willing to give up this opportunity. After she had finished retching, he pulled her into the private room. Lucy, weak and unsteady, was tossed onto the sofa. Once he closed the door, the man revealed his true nature, baring his fierce intentions. He reached out and touched her hand, saying “I will make you feel good!”

Lucy was overwhelmed by the strong smell of sweat that made her feel nauseous. She pushed the man away, struggling “Let go of me! I want to get ou!” She stumbled towards the door, but he kept a tight grip on her hand.

“Why are you resisting? I will make you feel good!” the man insisted, leaning in closer. “Aht he cried out in pain as Lucy’s nails scratchesd across bas face. His face twisted in anger and humiliation, his eyes turning red with fury as he raised his hand and slapped Lucy hund

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In the empty private room, the sound of the slap was thunderous, and he used all his strength. Lucy felt her face swelling, but that shock brought her some clarity. Realizing her situation, she quickly said, “Let me go! Or I’ll call the police right now.”

Once again, the man restrained her hands. She had managed to get to the door, just a bit further and she could reach the handle. But that short distance seemed impossible as he held her tightly. “Help! Someone help me!” she screamed desperately.

Outside the Morninglight Bar, Chuck walked in with a few friends. As they passed by a private room, they heard a commotion. Chuck subconsciously looked over and recognized a familiar voice. “Get out of here!” It was Lucy!

The man heard Lucy’s curses and raised his hand as if to strike, “You witch! What are you pretending for?”

Chuck kicked the door open and saw the man about to hit Lucy. Before the slap landed, Lucy, semi–conscious, saw Chuck blocking her, grabbing the man’s swinging hand

The man looked at Chuck like he was crazy, “Oh, you think you’re a hero, huh? Better know y

Chuck didn’t let go, and with a cold glance at the man, he firmly said, “Get lost”

“You!” the man shouted

know your place and let me go, or you’re in for it!”

Just then, the bar’s security rushed over and dragged the man away. The manager came over to apologize to Chuck, “Mr. Zimmerman, we’re really sorry about this. Tonight’s bill is on the house.” Chuck dusted off his hands as if he’d touched something filthy.