Unbreakable Love His Passion for Her Transcends Death novel Chapter 227

Xavier unconsciously put out his cigarette. He had expected Yvette to come out and cry, shout, or even slap him, as she had before. But she did none of that; instead, she was unusually calm.

"I'm going out for a walk." Her voice was hoarse.

Without waiting for Xavier's approval, she left the office. As she left the company, she felt several strange gazes upon her, though the office was nearly empty.

The sky was overcast, and light rain had begun to fall when Yvette went out.

Standing in the drizzle, Yvette felt a sense of desolation. She walked along the street, unaware that a discreet black car was quietly following her.

The person inside the car was watching her every move with worried eyes.

"Stop the car."

"Yes, sir."

As the car soon stopped, Claude stepped out of the vehicle with a coat and an umbrella. With one hand holding the umbrella, he quickly walked up to Yvette, shielding her from the rain.

Yvette saw Claude's handsome face when she turned her head.

He handed her the coat. "Put this on," he said. Yvette's clothes were already soaked from the rain.

Yvette took the coat and draped it over her shoulders. "Thank you. What are you doing here?"

Claude had specifically come to see her, but to avoid pressuring her, he lied, saying, "I just finished some business nearby and happened to see you."

"How's business?" Yvette asked.

"Very successful," Claude replied with a gentle smile. "To celebrate, why don't I take you out for a meal?"

That day, Viola had spoken to him privately. "Yvvy has been stubborn since she was young. Besides her father, she only sought Xavier's help when something happened.

"She told me it's because Xavier is her husband. He's one of the few people she considers family. I believe that she will only feel secure enough to rely on you if you become her boyfriend and marry her."

Claude recalled Viola's words as he reached into his pocket for something he had been carrying since his return.

Just then, Yvette spoke up. "Alright, let's go eat." She forced a smile and added, "I actually wanted to talk to you too."

Because of their childhood bond, and after so many years of being acquainted, Yvette saw him as an older brother.

Claude could only put the item back in his pocket. In the end, he was too afraid to say anything in case they could no longer be friends.

He knew Yvette too well and knew that she didn't love him romantically. After all, when she loved someone, she would hide nothing and would be open about it.