Chapter 635
Her voice rang out. “I’ll do it myself. Brendon doesn’t have to share this with me!”
Yolanda had just started to bow when Brendon’s voice cut through the tension. “I’ll bow with you, Yolanda!”
That declaration left Yolanda in shock. Never in her wildest dreams did she think Brendon would go so far for her sake. Giving up one’s pride to apologize in public wasn’t something most men would ever do.
A wave of guilt swept over Yolanda as she remembered how often she had treated Brendon as nothing more than a stepping stone to status and fortune. For a fleeting second, she wondered if she even deserved him. But the feeling didn’t last long. Her ambition burned stronger, and she wanted more power and success.
“Brendon…” Yolanda looked at him with teary eyes, sounding truly moved.
Brendon met her gaze with resolve. “Yolanda, whatever comes, I’ll face it with you.”
Tears slipped down Yolanda’s cheeks, and she nodded in agreement. “Alright.”
Side by side, they each bowed deeply to Christina five times. After they straightened up, Brendon entwined his fingers with Yolanda’s, holding her hand tight.
Brendon’s cold gaze landed on Christina, carrying a spark of challenge as if to say she could never win his heart.
“I accept your apology. You may go now,” Christina replied, her tone flat. She didn’t spare Brendon a second glance, giving no reaction to his bold gesture. That complete disregard left Brendon simmering. Not even a hint of jealousy or emotion flickered across Christina’s face, which made his frustration burn hotter. He doted on Yolanda so much—how could Christina show no reaction to it? He found himself wondering if she truly felt nothing for him at all.
That thought alone unsettled Brendon. Nowhere to put his irritation, he squeezed Yolanda’s hand and acted even more attentive. “Yolanda, let’s get you to the hospital,” he murmured, his tone gentle and full of care.
“Okay,” Yolanda replied, giving a small nod, her eyes rimmed with redness.
Feeling this wasn’t nearly enough to provoke a reaction from Christina, Brendon leaned down and swept Yolanda up into his arms. He suggested gently, “Let me carry you. Your knees are hurt, and I couldn’t stand to see you walking on your own.”
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Cuddled close against his chest, Yolanda murmured shyly, “I love you, Brendon.”
A rush of emotion filled his eyes as he answered, “I love you too. You’re the only one I’ll ever love.”
He doubted Christina could remain composed while watching this scene. But Christina didn’t so much as blink or utter a sound. A mixture of confusion and irritation bubbled up in him. How could the woman who once loved him so deeply suddenly stop caring? She must be faking her calm, burning with jealousy on the inside.
Determined to stir up Christina’s envy even more, Brendon decided to lay it on thick. A look of affection softened his features. “Yolanda, I’ve already ordered the wedding rings for our big day.”
A dreamy smile lit up Yolanda’s face. “I can’t wait for our wedding. I know it’ll be everything I ever hoped for.”
Warmth filled Brendon’s voice. “You’ll have the grandest wedding, just like I promised.”
A roll of the eyes was all Christina could muster as she watched their little show, thinking something had to be wrong with the two of them. Their whole act seemed designed to make anyone sick.