Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 736

But as the one who had actually died, she felt she had the most say. When a person dies, their consciousness vanishes. Waking up in Yvonne's body was a stroke of luck, a miracle even.

Bennett didn't want to debate this with her. The second chance he wanted wasn't about watching over her from afar; it was about having her truly, physically by his side.

"It's getting cold. Let's head back." The wind was a bit chilly. Bennett took off his trench coat and draped it over her shoulders.

Yvonne nodded, instinctively pulling the trench coat tighter around herself. It was long and large, covering her past the knees, and very warm.

The two returned to Cherry Apartment.

Helen tried to lead Bullet back to the room next door, but he plopped onto the floor and refused to budge. Helen couldn't even pull him along.

Bennett lifted his leg and gave Bullet a light tap on the rump. After a theatrical yelp, Bullet finally trotted obediently after Helen.

Bennett and Yvonne returned to their apartment. Though it was just the two of them, a world of their own, they each took a shower and went to bed.

Perhaps because Bennett was sleeping beside her, Yvonne didn't suffer from insomnia. Instead, she slept soundly.

She slept until she woke up naturally, and it was already ten in the morning.

The sunlight was a bit bright. Yvonne rubbed her eyes and sat up, seeing Bennett standing by the French windows, pulling on a shirt. The light shone through the fabric, faintly outlining the sleek lines of his waist and his firm abs—a very sexy and powerful sight.

Waking up to such a tantalizing view, Yvonne felt her eyes were truly blessed.

"Awake?" Bennett turned to look at her.

"Mmm," Yvonne nodded and then asked, "What time is it?"

Bennett: "Almost ten."

Yvonne: "Why didn't you wake me?"

Bennett strode over to the bed and casually ruffled her hair. "I just woke up a little while ago myself."

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