Chapter 474
475 Midnight Complaint
475 Midnight Complaint
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Afterward, Yunice lay lazily in bed. Wyatt leaned over, lifting her head to rest on his arm, so it felt like she was lying in his embrace.
The lights were still on, and Wyatt hadn’t bothered with a blanket. His silk robe hung loosely over him.
Yunice’s gaze drifted to the markings peeking out from his waist. She reached out, brushing over the exposed portion of the tattoo and murmured, “What’s this?”
Wyatt lowered his eyes to look at her. “Why don’t you open it and see for yourself?”
Did he think she wouldn’t dare?
Yunice turned on her side, then pulled down the waistband of his underwear. Lower… and lower…
Just as she was about to reach
end, she paused in surprise. “It’s a snake?”
With the arm not trapped under Yunice, Wyatt reached over to the nightstand, grabbed a cigarette, lit it between his lips, and asked, “Scared?”
It was just a tattoo. What was there to be scared of?
She lay back down. “Why a snake? Does it mean something?”
Wyatt stretched his neck and exhaled a slow breath of smoke. “Not really. I just liked it.”
That made sense to Yunice. He was the brooding type. When he wasn’t smiling, he gave off a heavy, oppressive vibe. Outsiders often compared him to a venomous snake.
Maybe he just thought the snake looked cool.
Besides that, Yunice couldn’t see how the snake tattoo had anything to do with Nora.
Nora …
Just thinking of her made Yunice hesitate.
She was tempted to be honest with Wyatt. To ask him directly what exactly went on between him and Nora.
If he was willing, she wanted to go see Nora. Maybe there was something she could do to help Nora wake
After all, she and Wyatt were just using each other. Yunice never planned for this to last.
But the more she thought about it, the more unsure she felt. Now wasn’t the right time. If Wyatt got angry, it would only make things worse.
Yunice lay back down and closed her eyes to rest.
Just then, her phone rang.
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Wyatt reached over and handed it to her. Yunice glanced at the screen. The name said “Mr. Carl.
Then she noticed the time – midnight — and frowned.
Why was he calling so late ?
Could something have happened?
Wyatt sat up and reminded her, “Pick up.”
Yunice answered, “Hello, Mr. Carl? It’s me.”
She listened. Whatever Carl said made Yunice glance oddly at Wyatt before replying, “Right now ? To the Crawford family? Okay, I got it. I’ll head over right away.”
She hung up hesitantly, feeling uneasy. Wyatt asked what was wrong. Yunice shook her head. She wasn’t sure either.
“Mr. Carl sounded upset. And it seems to have something to do with me.”
Wyatt got out of bed and started getting dressed. “Go back to sleep. I’ll handle it.”
But Yunice wasn’t the type to back down. “Mr. Carl is reasonable. If I don’t go, it’ll look like I have something to hide.”
Wyatt grunted in agreement. Yunice quickly got up, pulled on some clothes, and tied her hair back without much care. Just before heading out, Wyatt took a coat from the rack.
He walked over and draped it over her shoulders.
“I’ll get the car,” he said.
Yunice stood still for a moment, touching the coat on her shoulders, her heart stirring just a little.
Anyone who truly spent time with Wyatt would know he wasn’t much like the rumors at all.
Sometimes, she wondered… what if she got used to his quiet care? Would she really be able to let him go?
When the car pulled up, Yunice got in.
The Crawford family home was brightly lit.
Carl’s main residence wasn’t even in the country. This place was just temporary.
As Yunice entered, she paid special attention–were there any unfamiliar cars?
But no luck. She didn’t see any.
It was early winter, and the chill at midnight was biting.
Wyatt held Yunice’s hand as they entered the Crawford estate. The front door was open, and they saw the other visitors.
The Saunders family.
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Owen shot Yunice a cold look and ignored her.
Lily was sitting with her arms around Elsie, playing the victim.
The moment Yunice saw them, she knew exactly what this was about.
She and Wyatt walked in and, under the guidance of the housekeeper, sat down off to the side near the Saunders family.
Carl’s face was expressionless, but there was a faint irritation in his brow
He didn’t immediately question Yunice or explain why he’d called her.
Yunice didn’t panic. She glanced around at everyone’s faces, then stood and removed the teacup in front of Carl. She said to the housekeeper, “Hey, bring Mr. Carl some ginseng tea. It’s too late for him to be staying up like this.”
There was nothing confrontational in her words, yet the Saunders family’s expressions all soured.
They had picked this late hour to complain, hoping to show just how urgent and unbearable the situation had become.
They couldn’t wait till morning.
But now, with Yunice fussing over Carl like this, it only made them look thoughtless and immature.
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