A Cue for Love novel Chapter 953

Chapter 953 I Can Help

When Yvette heard the door open, she immediately glanced at it nervously.

“Don’t come here! Didn’t I say I want some time alone?” Yvette choked up as she shouted, “Don’t try to console me! No matter what you say, you can’t change the fact that I might have scars on my body! If I end up with scars, all my hard work over the years would be in vain…”

It was then realization dawned on Natalie. Yvette is worried that she might have permanent scars.

Natalie walked around the shards of glass on the floor and slowly approached Yvette.

When Yvette saw Natalie approaching her despite her warning, she shouted hysterically, “Didn’t you hear what I said? I don’t need anyone to help me! No one can help me! No one! I don’t even know how did I end up being this way!”

Natalie had seen how gentle and elegant Yvette was in an interview. Yvette is right. This has nothing to do with her. Most probably, someone was just using her to hurt me.

At that moment, Natalie didn’t think Yvette was acting insanely. Instead, she felt guilty and remorseful.

“I can help you.” A determined glint appeared in Natalie’s eyes when she walked toward Yvette.

“Help me?” Yvette stroked her hair and smiled tearfully. She then climbed toward the edge of the bed and stared at Natalie. “I don’t care why you’re here, and I don’t care if you’re my fan. Heck, even if you’re someone my company sent to give me a psychological consultation, I want you gone! Go away! I don’t need you to feel sorry for me, and I don’t believe you can help me!”

Yvette was very agitated, and she wanted to get out of bed with her bare feet.

Natalie was worried that Yvette could get hurt by stepping on the glass pieces on the floor. Hence, she immediately knocked Yvette out cold before the latter could get out of bed.

“You…”

Natalie could barely support herself anymore, so she finally sat down.

Yvette, with the crystal needles in her acupoints, was in a lot of pain as well.

Moisture was seen seeping out from the acupoints in the form of fog, and the needles had turned black from the initial silver color.

Although Yvette was still unconscious, she seemed to feel a lot of pain. She was furrowing her brows, and beads of sweat were gathered on her forehead.

Ten minutes later, the pain she was feeling had reached its peak.

After half an hour, the pain seemed to have lessened, and Yvette didn’t look like she was struggling as much compared to before.