Benson

Chapter 287: Inescapable Memories

Benson couldn’t understand why Yvonne was being so heartless, insisting on severing all ties between them when there was no deep- seated hatred between them. Even the last remnants of their good memories were something she chose to abandon, leaving him with an overwhelming sense of loss and frustration.

He had always disliked the feeling of losing control. The only connection between him and Yvonne now was his unwillingness to let go. But what good was that if she no longer held any love or sentiment for him? All that remained for him were memories and unresolved feelings from the past.

Maybe she was right. Perhaps his refusal to face the loss of control in his life stemmed from his unwillingness to accept defeat. But why did this heartache feel so unbearable?

When Yvonne returned home, she changed out of the clothes that Benson had held her in. Sitting in front of the mirror, she gently brushed her hair, trying to calm herself. Although she had decided to embrace a new life, memories of Benson still lingered in her mind. She let out a long sigh, feeling a mix of anticipation and anxiety for the future.

She knew she needed to focus on the life ahead, especially on making Breeze a better company. Her heart was filled with determination and courage, even though she regretted Benson’s departure. She understood that this was a reality she had to face.

However, Benson’s emotions were not so easily subdued. That night, he drank himself into a stupor at a bar, his mind consumed by pain and frustration that he could no longer control. The alcohol only intensified his feelings, and he kept calling out Yvonne’s were the only way to drive her image out of his mind

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“Yvonne” he shouted her name over and over, his voice filled with despair and regret. The alcohol–fueled his emotions to extremes, amplifying his pain to its breaking point. His drunkenness stripped him of reason, creating a storm of emotion in the bar.

Deep within his heart, Yvonne’s image remained vivid, and his heartache and frustration grew more intense throughout the long night. His feelings for her had transformed into indescribable pain

and remorse.

Meanwhile, Yvonne was at home, dog her best to realign her life. Despite a lingering sense of unease, she knew she had to be strong She closed her eyes, trying to calm her mind and prepare for the new

life ahead.

That night, Benson’s torment and Yvonne’s resolve intertwined, becoming deeply ingrained in each of their memories.

In the days that followed, Benson no longer appeared at Breeze, nor did he show up in Yvonne’s life. His absence felt like a fleeting dream, leaving behind a mix of unresolved feelings in Yvonne’s heart.

As for Caesar Square, after its renovations, it quickly reversed its declining trend in Las Vegas. With a richer variety of goods and improved services, Caesar Square was revitalized. The days of struggling to stay relevant in Las Vegas were over.

As the leaders of the Las Vegas branches of b.r and L.s joined Breeze, Caesar Square’s reputation soared. Bella, as the brand ambassador, also helped raise its profile with her appearances in several popular dramas and her relationship with the Davis family’s heir in Mesquite. These developments rapidly boosted Caesar Square’s reputation, transforming it from a niche interest to a public sensation.

Caesar Square was busy preparing for Mr. Donald’s jewelry competition and exhibition. Rumors had it that the brand “O.Y.B.” might be joining Breeze, and several of Mr. Donald’s prized jewels

would be on display long–term. Raymond’s exceptional management had been crucial; he handled operations flawlessly, enhancing both in- store service and online exposure. Caesar Square’s momentum grew stronger every day, and although Yvonne was no longer directly. involved, she still felt the excitement of this newfound prosperity.

She had to admit that Benson had a keen eye, and Raymond’s abilities and vision were also impressive.

One weekend, during a meal with little Emma, Yvonne learned that Benson had gone abroad for business. His absence from the Jiang family for such a long time prompted concern from Yvonne’s mother, Hannah. When Hannah inquired out him, Yvonne felt deeply. conflicted, unsure how to tell her mother that she and Benson were

divorced.

As she wrestled with this dilemma, the hot weather in Las Vegas. sapped her appetite. Coincidentally, Bella was taking a few days off, and Steven had come over from Mexico. They decided to have a barbecue in the Jiang family’s yard.

The smell of charcoal filled the air, and the smoke made their eyes. water. Although Hannah tried to distract Yvonne by focusing on the delicious barbecue, Yvonne’s emotions were complex and unsettled. She sat alone in a corner, the sunlight filtering through the leaves, casting dappled shadows over her.

Olivia brought over a plate of freshly grilled chicken wings, the aromal wafting through the air. But Yvonne’s reaction was immediate and strong–she covered her nose in disgust, saying, “Keep that away from me.”

Olivia frowned in confusion, “Yvonne, weren’t chicken wings your favorite?”

“I don’t like them anymore, and I don’t want to eat them,” Yvonne said, her voice tinged with exhaustion. She shook her head and added, “It’s too hot; I have no appetite.”

Bella, hewing this

mecately walked over with Yvonne’s former favorite foods, hoping to restore her appetite. But Yvonne waved her off insisting. Tm not hungry. I don’t want to eat.”

Seeing this. Hannah couldn’t help but feel a bit helpless, thinking that her daughter had become more debate. She approached, intending to encourage Yvonne to eat a little. But just as she was about to speak, the strong smell of the barbecue wafted over, and Yvonne’s stomach churned. Her face turned pale as she suddenly stood up and hurried to the bathroom.

Her heart raced, and it felt like a heavy stone was pressing on her chest, making her feel nauseous. She nurriedly pushed open the bathroom door, and once inside, she knelt in front of the toilet and

began to vomit violently.

The smell of the barbecue, combined with her internal conflict and

anxiety, became an unbearable burden. Her body trembled, and tears mixed with vomit flowed down, mingling with her pain and sense of

loss.

Yvonne’s mind was like a storm being stirred. Bent over, her hands clung to the cold porcelain of the toilet as her stomach churned violently, finally forcing her to vomit. She felt weak, her sweat mixing with her tears, dripping onto the white tiles

During the moments between vomiting, she struggled to steady herself, but her mind couldn’t stop replaying the memories that unsettled her. Recently, she had thrown herself entirely into the revamped operations of Breeze and the upcoming Donald jewelry exhibition, keeping herself too busy to think of anything else.

She dared not relax, as it seemed that only by staying constantly busy could she find temporary peace. But at this moment, she suddenly felt something was off, a sensation like a cold snake slithering up her spine, sending chills down her back,