Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 665

"Bennett, when did you wake up?" Yvonne asked, leaning against him.

"This morning," Bennett replied, looking a bit weak but in good spirits. "But I was conscious when they moved me out of the ICU. You've been really chatty these past two days. And that script is pretty good, just... a little childish."

"You think I talk too much? Fine, I won't talk to you anymore," Yvonne pouted, tilting her chin up and brushing her lips against his.

"I'm not exactly... at my best right now. You'd better not tempt me. Hmm?" Bennett's hand gently squeezed her chin. The air in the hospital room grew charged as they drew closer.

"Ahem." A soft cough came from the doorway.

Yvonne instinctively turned toward the door and found it was quite crowded.

Medical staff, Frank, Emma, Tobias, and even Mr. Thompson Sr. were all there.

And there she was, draped over Bennett in an intimate, compromising position.

It was a scene straight out of a car crash, an absolute disaster.

Yvonne scrambled off Bennett and stood awkwardly by the bed.

She wanted to greet everyone, but her tongue felt tied in knots from the embarrassment.

The room was full of elders, and she couldn't believe what a fool she'd just made of herself.

In stark contrast to Yvonne's flustered state, Bennett remained perfectly composed.

He sat on the bed, glanced coolly at the crowd, and thought to himself: Their timing is terrible.

"Yvonne, why don't you go out for a bit? Have Simon take you to get some breakfast."

"Okay," Yvonne nodded, eager to escape the disaster zone.

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