Taking a closer look, I realized that it was indeed Yvonne and I furrowed my eyebrows. Even now, she’s still pestering John?
Emery noticed my confusion, she shrugged as she explained, “It’s normal for a playboy like John to have a random woman on his arm at all times and happily welcome any girl who comes onto him. Don’t worry too much about it. He’ll dump her as soon as he gets tired of her.”
I didn’t care about John and Yvonne’s relationship. I was concerned about Hannah, who had given birth barely a month ago and had grown scarily frail when I went to visit her today.
Does she know what John was doing?
I tried to get up from my seat, but Emery stopped me. “Where are you going, Scarlett? Even if you kill him, his ghost will still come back to try and hook up with these women. Just let him do what he wants.”
“I don’t want him to regret his actions.” I stared at the couple on the first floor who were already exchanging heated kisses.
Emery pursed her lips. “I think you just feel bothered because of Hannah. Back then, you thought about leaving Ashton because of his feelings for Rebecca, and then left without another word when you learned that Ashton had set you up.
“Hannah is also a woman. Once her patience hits its limit, she’ll likely leave and take her child with her too. If that happens, John won’t be the one panicking, but Louis. After all, the child is a Stovall.”
I nodded. “That’s why I wanted to remind John to do everything in moderation.”
“What for?” scoffed Emery. “Are you trying to get close to Hannah because you want to help her when she eventually leaves? You already know that her kid will be staying with her. Just let the guy get estranged from her and his child for a few years so he can suffer,” she growled out through gritted teeth, as if she was the one getting hurt in this situation.