Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 587

But as it turned out, you can't trust a man's words. His idea of 'not doing anything else' simply meant not going all the way.

Yvonne bit her lip, trying her best not to make a sound.

Seeing her struggle, Bennett silenced her with a deep kiss.

After their entanglement, her wet clothes were indeed off, but the smooth skin of her chest and neck was now covered in a tapestry of kiss marks.

Bennett walked over to the table, pulled a few tissues from a nearby box, and began wiping his hands.

Watching him, Yvonne felt a deep blush spread across her cheeks.

After cleaning his hands, Bennett took the new clothes out of the bag: a white top, a striking red wrap skirt, and even a set of expensive jade jewelry to go with it.

He personally dressed her, the high collar of the top perfectly concealing the marks on her skin.

No wonder he had been so bold.

He fastened the jade necklace around her neck, his eyes crinkling with a smile. "There. It suits you perfectly."

Yvonne was still annoyed, glaring at him without a word.

Bennett's smile didn't waver. "I have to head back to the base tonight, so I can't go back to Cherry Bay with you. You be a good girl."

Yvonne pressed her lips together, refusing to look at him.

"Answer me," Bennett said with a sigh, using his long fingers to hook her chin.

"Mm," Yvonne mumbled in response.

"Good girl. Don't be mad," he said, leaning down to give her a soft peck on the lips. He then added, "I was just accompanying my mom to meet an old friend. Don't get the wrong idea."

"Was I the one getting the wrong idea?" Yvonne arched an eyebrow. A woman's intuition was never wrong.

Bennett never hid things from her and shook his head with a helpless smile. "They were the ones with the wrong ideas. It has nothing to do with us."

Inside, Emma and Nelly were still engrossed in their meal and conversation, the atmosphere warm and lively.

Mignon was being a perfect young lady—poised and polite, and though she didn't say much, she knew just how to charm Emma.

After dinner, Emma held Mignon's hand and spoke with her for a long time, even arranging to go shopping together soon.

Bennett pulled the car up to the restaurant entrance. As Emma got in, she was still smiling and waving goodbye to Nelly and Mignon.

As the car pulled away, Emma watched the two figures in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but sigh. "Mignon is such a wonderful girl. Ah, what a pity I don't have a daughter."

"What are you trying to say?" Bennett asked, glancing at her while keeping his hands on the steering wheel.

"What do you think of Mignon?" Emma asked tentatively.

"What I think of her is irrelevant. If you want a daughter-in-law who meets your approval, you should have another son," Bennett replied flatly.

After all, since this son was a lost cause, she could always try again with a new one.