Chapter 122 Could It Be That Yvette Likes David?
The room was pitch dark, and the window was open. A gust of wind blew in, lifting the curtain and letting in a sliver of hazy moonlight.
The queen-sized bed was way too small. Squeezed in with Albert, Yvette could only curl up awkwardly in the corner, afraid of accidentally touching him.
But no matter how much she curled up, Albert would always move closer. His body heat warmed her up completely.
In the darkness, Yvette could only hear his slightly heavy breathing and the sound of her own heartbeat.
Albert seemed to sense her discomfort and moved aside a bit.
"Thanks," Yvette said.
"What did he say to you today?"
Yvette knew Albert was talking about David.
"We haven't seen each other in a long time, just caught up a bit." She paused, "When did David leave the country?"
Albert's body stiffened slightly, feeling a bit jealous of her concern for David. He frowned unconsciously, "After high school graduation."
He left right after high school graduation. What about before that? Yvette thought of the past and asked again, "How many years has he been gone? Has he not come back at all during these years?"
Albert didn't move, replying with a cold tone, "I don't know."
Yvette didn't notice Albert's displeasure and continued. "He wasn't in the same school as us back then because he went abroad?" After asking, she answered herself, "No, you said he went abroad after high school graduation. Then why wasn't he in the same high school with you? Twins are usually together."
"Yvette." In the darkness, Albert finally couldn't hold back and interrupted Yvette's string of questions about David, "Don't you think you're overly concerned about your husband's brother?"
At this point, Yvette realized that Albert's tone had changed. She knew she couldn't ask any more questions, pursed her lips, and fell silent.
In the darkness, her eyes flickered as she recalled the last time she saw David.
That day, Yvette was walking home with her backpack as usual.
Every time she passed by Albert's grandparents' house, she couldn't help but take an extra look—even though the doors and windows were always tightly shut.
But that day, the open door of Albert's grandparents' house was crowded with people.
The scene was just like when Albert and his brother first came to the village. Yvette's heart started to race with excitement.
The villagers nearby were chatting about Albert's family.
"Only one of the twins from their family seems to have come back."
"They're just moving, one person might be enough."
"Yeah, they're moving to the city, they probably won't come back!"
Yvette clutched her backpack strap tightly and ran over.
She thought, 'If only one person came back, it must be Albert! He said he would definitely come back!'
She squeezed through the crowd with effort.
The late autumn sunset bathed the earth in a warm glow, making Yvette's cheeks flush and her heart restless.
In the twilight, Yvette pushed through the crowd, looking at the familiar figure bathed in the gentle light. Her voice trembled, "You're back?"
The boy turned around at her voice, meeting Yvette's gaze.
The same face, but completely different eyes.
Only one of them came back, and it was David.
Yvette's last bit of hope shattered.
She stood there in a daze, instinctively looking away. Her bright eyes instantly dimmed, covered with an indescribable sadness.
Yvette's disappointment was so obvious that a trace of awkwardness flashed across David's face, but it quickly disappeared.
David walked up to Yvette and followed her words, "Yeah, I'm back."
Even though he knew the "you" she was asking about wasn't him.
Yvette looked up, a hint of hope in her eyes, "Didn't Albert come back?"
"No." David nodded, his eyes showing a complex expression, "Albert will never come back."
Yvette was stunned, her mind going blank. She instinctively repeated David's words, "He will never come back?"
"Yes."
Yvette felt her breath catch for a moment.
"Why?"
Didn't he say he would never forget her?
David looked at Yvette silently, his eyes filled with pity and compassion.
Yvette's heart grew heavier. She knew what David's expression meant.
But she still didn't want to give up. She grabbed David's arm, her voice choked with sobs, "Can you wait for me? I'll write a letter to him now, can you take it to him for me?"
David looked at Yvette with a complex expression. After a long while, he finally spoke, "Okay."
After recalling the past, Yvette stared blankly at the ceiling, which was pitch black and indistinguishable.
After that, Yvette never saw David again, but when she returned to Luken for high school, she met Albert.
Albert had completely forgotten her.
She wanted to ask David if he had ever given that letter to Albert. Did Albert ever see the letter she wrote to him?
The next second, Yvette mocked herself.
Thinking about these things was meaningless. He had forgotten, which meant he had forgotten everything.
Yvette turned over, her back facing Albert.
Looking at Yvette's resistant back, Albert only felt that she had tacitly agreed with his words.
She was indeed concerned about David.
Albert's breathing became heavy, and he asked stiffly, "If we don't talk about David, do you have nothing to say?"
Yvette was deep in thought when she was suddenly interrupted by Albert's words. She was angry and ready to retort, but then she thought, he never hesitated to assume the worst about her. Arguing with him was pointless, so she remained silent.
Seeing Yvette ignore him, Albert became even more displeased.
"Yvette." Albert's breath grew heavier, and he finally couldn't help but reach out, forcibly turning Yvette around.
They were face to face, so close that they could feel each other's heavy breathing.
The cool moonlight filtered through the not-so-tight curtains, illuminating the room. Yvette looked steadily at Albert's face, which was so close, and laughed coldly, "What do you want me to say? What do you want to hear?"
Albert's expression was stern, "Stop asking about David, and stop caring about David. He's your husband's brother. As a sister-in-law, you need to keep a distance from him, understand?"
Yvette found his forceful approach extremely annoying. She raised her arm to block between them, her posture resistant, "Then I have nothing to say to you."
Albert's face changed, his firm chest rising and falling as he tried to control his anger.
From the moment he saw Yvette's expression when she faced David, Albert knew Yvette was the only one who could tell them apart. Even after so long without seeing each other, she could recognize David at a glance.
A sudden thought crossed Albert's mind, 'Could it be that Yvette likes David?'
