His Unveiled Passion novel Chapter 169

The clock moved unrelentingly as time ticked past.

The anticipation in Yvette's eyes was gradually replaced by disappointment. She restrained her emotions over and over again, but she eventually caved and couldn't resist making a call.

The phone rang for a long time before it was finally answered.

"James, are you busy?" Yvette asked cautiously.

A woman's voice could be heard from the other end of the line.

Yvette felt her heart getting stabbed by that sound, leaving it bleeding profusely. The pain she felt was unbearable.

She held the phone in a white-knuckled grip as tears streamed down her face.

"Did you hear that? I'm busy, sweetheart. I can't come over for dinner tonight." James' voice was hoarse with desire, making it even more alluring.

Yvette bit her lower lip, silencing herself as tears rolled down her cheeks.

James didn't even bother hanging up. Instead, he tossed his phone on the bed. Soon, the voices of their coupling wormed into Yvette's ears through the phone.

Yvette continued to listen like a foolish masochist. The woman's voice became an instrument of torture, tearing her apart.

Her heart felt as though it'd been wrenched out of her chest., and she found it difficult to breathe.

She thought she was special to James. After all, she'd been by his side the longest. She was the only person he had brought along on this trip to Orkford too.

Alas, it turned out that she was nothing but a joke.

Yvette could no longer bear to listen to their moans and violently threw the phone away.