Aurora Dourada: Retorno By Ricardo Almeida

With his back facing Yvonne and Taylor, Christopher curled his

slender finger.

Pursing her lips, Yvonne handed the letter to Taylor, who in turn

passed the paper to Christopher.

Before, Yvonne was the only woman with access to Christopher apart from Bella. She could sit on his lap like a lover and make harmless

jokes, Christopher would never be mad at her.

The people around Christopher assumed that he loved and adored

Yvonne.

Only Yvonne knew that she could not hold a candle to Bella.

Christopher only saw her as a substitute. He would enjoy her company and fulfill his needs with her during the good times. When

he was displeased, he would torment her. With just a snap of his fingers, he could end her life.

So, Yvonne refrained from getting close to him. Fear overcame he

when her eyes met his.

Taylor presented the letter to Christopher with both hands.

The man put down his wine glass, took the letter, and opened it.

Suddenly, Christopher jolted to his feet from the sofa, the chilling tension around him pushing Taylor and Yvonne to back away in shivers.

Then came a loud thud.

With bloodshot eyes, Christopher bellowed angrily and kicked the

coffee table.

The million-dollar wine and collectible wine glass shattered on the

ground.

“Damn it! Bastard!”

Christopher hurled the photographs in his hand onto the floor, his eyes ferocious like a provoked beast.

Taylor and Yvonne picked up the photographs, and they were shocked.

Even in disguise, they recognized the embracing couple to be Justin Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

and Bella.

“How could this be? How?”

Christopher held his chest shakily, feeling like his heart had been ripped right out of his chest.

“Why? Bella hated him so much. She didn’t even hide her resentment in front of me. Why would she go to him? Why?”

“Take it easy, M-Mr. Iverson.”

Taylor tried his best to console Christopher. “It could just be the angle from where the picture was taken. Maybe our people were mistaken. They didn’t-”

“I know Bella.”

Christopher felt his burning head and fell back down on the sofa. “She

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won’t look, much less have physical contact, with someone she hates.

“Even if they didn’t kiss, Justin held her, and they went shopping

together.”

The man gasped for air. Despite gritting his teeth, he could not stop

the tears from rolling down his cheeks.

Taylor and Yvonne were stunned.

They had worked for Christopher for a long time, bearing witness to his stoicism through the years. This was the very first time a woman brought tears to his eyes.

Bella was the love of Christopher’s life. He could not do without her.

Yet, Bella would rather be with the man who dumped and hurt her

than spare another glance at Christopher.

Taylor winked at Yvonne.

Nevertheless, Yvonne kept her head down, refusing to take another

step toward Christopher.

In the past, she could please Christopher and carry out her due

diligence as a replacement.

At this point, she knew where she stood.

A substitute had no more use for Christopher because his feelings for

Bella ran too deep. No one could replace Bella, even for a moment’s

comfort.

Christopher sent Taylor to retrieve an injection. Only the shot could

calm him down.