Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns Novel novel Chapter 675

Chapter 675 

“Step aside,” Wilson growled. 

He wasn’t acting as he normally did. He would usually hold back his dominant air out of respect 

for Ian, Yvette’s third brother. However, his demeanor was now overwhelmingly oppressive, 

releasing a strong pressure on those around him. 

Ian felt a chill go down his spine and subconsciously took a few steps back. 

By the time he realized what had happened, Wilson had already walked past him and headed 

toward Murray Manor. 

Ian remembered his promise not to let Wilson inside, so he shouted in panic, “If you go in now, 

you’ll only make Yvie angrier.” 

As soon as those words left Ian’s mouth, Wilson’s steps halted, and he froze in place. 

Thinking back to Yvette’s angry expression earlier, Wilson didn’t dare take another step into the manor. Clearly, he was afraid of upsetting her any more than he already did. 

When Ian saw that Wilson truly didn’t go inside, he couldn’t help but look surprised. He raised a 

skeptical brow. It turns out Wilson could actually listen and behave. 

It seemed Yvette held a higher status in this relationship than Wilson did. 

Though Wilson didn’t step foot into the house, he didn’t leave either. He stood quietly at the door, gazing from a distance at Yvette’s window, where the lights were turned on inside. 

Watching this scene, Ian suddenly found Wilson somewhat lonely and desolate–almost pitiful, in 

a strange way. 

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Ian quickly shook it off. He must be losing his mind to 

think that Wilson was pitiful. 

“You want to stand there? Fine, stand all you want! vie won’t see you anyway!” 

After dropping this remark, Ian turned and went back into the house. 

The tall, slender figure outside remained unmoving standing silently at the entrance. Between his long, defined fingers, Wilson held a cigarette. From afar, he looked as delicate as a piece of art. 

Ever since Wilson started dating Yvie, he had quit smoking because she didn’t like the smell of the smoke. So, he hadn’t touched a cigarette since 

When Samuel saw the cigarette in Wilson’s hand, he immediately offered his lighter respectfully 

But to his surprise, Wilson pushed it away. His expression was cold as he said, “No need. Take it 

away.” 

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He had promised Yvette he wouldn’t smoke again. Even though he was now deeply troubled and 

desperately needed a drag, he had to resist. 

“Yes, Mr. Quinn!” Samuel marveled at Wilson’s self–control and obediently retreated after receiving 

the order. 

Eventually, the day bled into night. 

Samuel’s legs were already numb from standing so long, and he couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Quinn, 

it’s getting late. Are you going to keep waiting here?” 

“Go back.” Wilson’s voice was icy and indifferent, leaving no room for argument. 

Samuel didn’t dare go against the command and promptly left thereafter. 

Wilson remained motionless, his dark eyes fixed on the light in Yvette’s room. The veins on his 

hand bulged as he desperately tried to control the emotions surging within him.