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Chapter 10: Uncle Benjamin Hybt With Yvette

Yvette’s expression was extremely thunderous. She stared at me with bloodshot eyes. Then, she watched the documents from my arms forcefully. She never explained anything to me. Instead, she said coldly, “I’ll deliver these documents to the professor in charge. He needs to go through these documents first.”

I pursed my lips, opting to ignore Yvette. Afterward, I approached my uncle with a frown on my face.

“Uncle Benjamin, can you just settle down already? It’s been less than half a month since your last surgery. You can’t be this emotional, okay?” I advised calmly.

I must arrange for a private ward for my uncle once he gets transferred to a new hospital. No one must tell him what I am going through. He cared about me far too much; it would lead to his emotions being affected very easily.

Once my uncle successfully undergoes the next surgery and gets through the upcoming ordeal, I will always fill him in on my life updates when he is about to make a full recovery. My uncle shot a side-eyed glance at Yvette. Then, he nodded obediently.

“Your future ex-wife told me that she plans on transferring me to another hospital. She even said it was your request,” he mumbled to me. I picked up an apple and began peeling it. As I did so, I secretly studied my uncle’s expression. Having thought over my response, I replied, “Yes, it is. Your condition is a little complicated. This hospital isn’t able to fully cure you, so Yvette found you an extremely skilled doctor who can perform open-chest surgery on you.” My uncle’s condition was different from Lila and Kenny’s. There were clues that led to their deaths in my previous life. That meant Lila and Kenny wouldn’t have died were those clues removed. But my uncle had fallen ill all of a sudden. As long as his heart disease still existed, his destiny would never be rewritten. I was really scared of losing him. My uncle mumbled, “Huh. So you really made that request. Yvette didn’t lie to me.”

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My heart tensed at Yvette’s words. Then, I gnashed my teeth together. To think that Yvette actually investigated this much about Kenny… It’s true. Kenny seemed like an outgoing and friendly man at first, but he actually preferred his peace and quiet. I didn’t plan on staying with him long-term. It was just that my plans to move out kept getting delayed because of the myriad of incidents. Once my dad’s birthday was over, I’d move out of Kenny’s place right away.

“Still, that doesn’t mean I’ll move back to the mansion, so save your breath. Also…”

Transferral process. You don’t…

I glared at Yvette darkly. “Don’t visit Uncle Benjamin without my permission. He’s my uncle, so you can just talk to me when it comes to things like the hospital. You have to worry about him.”

Yvette narrowed her eyes at me as well. She reminded me coolly, “He’s still my husband before our official divorce.”

“Yvette Jenning, let me tell you one last time—we might still be husband and wife for now, but our relationship will only last for a few more days! Stop interfering with my family matters! In fact, you can forget about interfering with my matters from now on!”

“You’re the one who forced me to give you the professor’s contact number, but that’s not an excuse for you to meddle with my life!”

I glared at Yvette in a mixture of anger and impatience. “Also, you’re meddling with my affairs and launching investigations on people around me! What the hell do you want?”

First, Yvette investigated Kenny’s private life and forced me to move out of his apartment. Then, she used my uncle’s illness as leverage over me. Now, she even wanted to use my uncle’s illness to manipulate me into doing what she wanted. Was she trying to control me?

Yvette pursed her lips for a while. Finally, she uttered coldly, “It’s so obvious that I don’t want a divorce. Can’t you tell?”

What the hell? Yvette’s answer pissed me off. I glared at her immediately. “What the hell? What’s your reason for not wanting a divorce, then?”

Yvette stared into my eyes deeply. “What do you think?”