"Stay here? Come, let's go home," Arvin Douglas said. His words seemed to be a polite suggestion to Yvonne Harrington, but his actions told a different story. He didn't give her a chance to react, walking straight into the café, finding their table, and forcefully turning her around. He was so rough that she nearly fell, but he managed to catch her with his other hand just in time.The café played soft, soothing music, and due to the time, it wasn't very crowded, so their little tussle didn't attract much attention.Yvonne Harrington's calm demeanor shattered instantly, replaced by anxiety and a burning anger, like a fire that couldn't be extinguished."What are you doing!" Yvonne Harrington hissed, her voice low but icy cold.Seeing Jax Marlowe standing helplessly by, the fire in her heart raged uncontrollably. This was an indescribable emotion, likely linked to her mental state. She was in a deep state of anxiety and depression, which had caused numerous hallucinations affecting
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