Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 598

Bennett said, “If we had gotten married back then, this is how it would be. We’d each be busy with our own lives and visit them during the holidays. And when we left, our parents would stand at the door watching us go. Vonnie, isn’t it good that everything is finally back on track?”

Yvonne drove on in silence, thinking that what Bennett said made sense.

“But we’re not married,” she mumbled after a moment.

“Do you want to be? We can go get the license tomorrow,” Bennett offered.

“Sandra just warned me yesterday not to get love-struck and to focus on my career,” Yvonne said, her hands tight on the steering wheel.

Bennett just smiled warmly without another word. He hadn't expected to be able to tie her down so soon anyway.

When it came to Yvonne, he had all the patience in the world.

They drove back to Cherry Bay.

As soon as she walked in, Yvonne kicked off her shoes and held out her hand to him. “Where’s my present?”

Bennett took her hand and pressed a kiss into her palm.

“A kiss? Mr. Bennett Thompson, you're getting more and more perfunctory with me,” Yvonne said, pouting her red lips.

Bennett ruffled her hair, then walked over to the TV console. He took out an exquisite gift box from a cabinet and handed it to her.

Yvonne opened the box to reveal a beautiful wristwatch inside. It was a custom Patek Philippe, with her and Bennett's initials engraved on the back.

“You still have this watch?” Yvonne looked at Bennett, stunned.

This was the watch he had given her for her eighteenth birthday. It had their names on it.

Later, when she was on her undercover mission, during their worst fight, she had ripped the watch from her wrist and thrown it at him.

The watch had hit the floor, and the strap had cracked.

“Not bad,” Yvonne nodded, smiling as she looked at the watch on her wrist. It really wasn't bad at all, having love back in her life.

“You behaved well today, so here's your reward.” Yvonne wrapped her arms around Bennett’s neck, stood on her tiptoes, and gently kissed his lips.

The man's lips were cool, with a faint taste of alcohol and mint.

As their lips met, Bennett's arm around her waist tightened uncontrollably.

After the passionate kiss ended, Bennett's breathing was heavy, the corners of his eyes flushed red. He swept Yvonne into his arms and strode towards the bedroom.

Just as Bennett, holding Yvonne, tumbled onto the large bed in the master bedroom, the phone that had fallen to the floor with his coat began to buzz.

Bennett wanted to ignore it, but he couldn't.

He was a soldier, and a mission could come up at any time. Even on leave, he had to be on call 24/7.