Chapter 149 I Want No Ties
Left Between Us
Yvonne immediately agreed. “Let’s head out now.”
Choosing a private little movie cinema over a traditional one, Yvonne selected a cozy spot for their movie
experience. The venue was perfectly equipped for their needs.
Settling into the cozy sofa, they encountered a screen overwhelmingly dominated by romance films.
Annoyed, Yvonne flicked to the next page, only to find more of the same, as if the cinema was determined to engulf them with love stories. With no better options, Yvonne finally picked a comedy.
Rachel, finding comfort on the sofa, leaned her head on Yvonne’s shoulder.
Indeed, classic comedies never aged, always delivering laughter.
Initially, Rachel seemed to relish the humor.
Yet, as scenes passed, her giggles turned to sobs.
What started as a comedic outing ended with her in tears, her clothing wet from crying.
At a loss for how to ease her friend’s sorrow, Yvonne simply held Rachel tighter and patted her gently.
Muttering under her breath, Yvonne cursed, “Brian White’s really done you wrong, squandering the best years of your life only to break things off. May his days a mess. If I ever run into him again, I’ll make sure to let him have it and get some payback for you.”
Halfway through her vent, Yvonne realized Rachel had dozed off on her shoulder.
Evidently worn out, Rachel was sleeping soundly.
Consequently, they ended up staying the night there.
All through the night, Rachel’s phone kept ringing.
However, it went unanswered.
It was only the following morning that Rachel noticed the numerous missed calls from Brian.
She then recalled that she was supposed to have moved her belongings the previous were likely reminders about the move.
After having breakfast, Rachel called a ride, and she and Yvonne set off together.
ning. And his calls
They reached there just after ten in the morning. At that hour, Brian was expected to be at work.
Rachel used her fingerprint to unlock the door.
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Once inside, they went to the bedroom.
Rachel, having few possessions, had everything arranged orderly, which sped up the packing,
They checked every corner: the wardrobe, bathroom, bed, and sofa, ensuring all items were ready to pack.
While sorting items in the bathroom, Yvonne handled the organization. She came across towels, toiletries,
skincare items, and slippers…
Upon lifting the toothbrushes, Yvonne hesitated. There were two, one pink and one purple.
Both shades seemed like Rachel’s choice. None appeared to be Brian’s preference.
So she called out, “Rachel, which toothbrush color is yours?”
“Purple!”
Yvonne was taken aback. Was Brian really using the pink one?
She silently grabbed her phone and took several photos, happily saving them for future use.
She planned to use these images to irritate Brian effectively.
Even after securing the purple toothbrush, Yvonne felt her task was not yet complete.
There were two toothpaste tubes. Yvonne picked up the nearly empty one, then took the brand–new tube and squeezed out about half its contents.
Eventually, both tubes appeared similarly used.
They were from the same brand and flavor, indistinguishable from each other.
Yvonne then added a bit of mustard into the toothpaste.
Satisfied with her mischief, she screwed the cap back on and placed it exactly where she found it.
This would make Brian assume Rachel had taken the new tube.
“Jerk, may this burn you so badly. Just remember, Rachel leaving is the easy part. If you ever try to win her back, you’ll regret how you treated her,” she muttered to herself.
Once everything was packed, Yvonne and Rachel headed downstairs.
They had arranged for movers, so they didn’t need to handle the heavy lifting themselves.
Unexpectedly, Brian appeared during the move.
It seemed he hadn’t come from outside but rather from the study inside the house.
Rachel was taken aback by his sudden appearance. “What are you doing here now?”
“I stayed up working late, so I ended up sleeping in the study.”
Brian was clad in his home attire, which confirmed his story.
“The moving noise might have disturbed you, sorry about that. It won’t take long; I don’t have many things.
“Are you really going through with leaving?”
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Brian’s gaze was intense and unreadable as he looked at her.
“Yes, we settled on this yesterday, didn’t we? Plus, my departure opens up space for Tracy, right?”
He scoffed, “Is that so?”
“Yes, I genuinely hope you two find happiness.”
Brian’s anger was clear; he clenched his jaw tightly, saying, “Very well, have it your way!”
Just then, the movers approached. “Ms. Marsh, all your items are loaded.”
“Thank you. Please head to the van; we’ll join you shortly.”
Rachel took Yvonne’s hand, saying, “Come on, Yvonne, let’s leave.”
As they neared the door of the living room, Brian positioned himself in their path.
Standing imposingly, he looked down at them. “Rachel, consider what you’re giving up. You’ve invested a lot here. Once you leave today, returning might not be an option.”
Right after his words, Yvonne lost her patience.
She decisively dropped her heel onto Brian’s foot.
His expression twisted in agony.
Brian screamed, lifting his foot off the ground.
When he saw Yvonne standing defiantly, his rage intensified. “You owe me an explanation.”
Yvonne stood her ground, arms crossed. “No explanation needed. It was intentional.”
“Yvonne, just because you’re Norton’s wife doesn’t mean I’ll tolerate…”
“You should feel fortunate Rachel ever cared for you, otherwise, it would be more than a mere stomp,” Yvonne
retorted sharply.
She then gestured dismissively towards the house. “And don’t think this place holds any allure. Rachel is leaving today, and no pleading will bring her back.”
Yet Yvonne was not done. She stomped again, this time switching to her right foot after the left.
Brian inhaled sharply from the pain, but through his discomfort, he reached for Rachel’s hand. “Now that you’re moving, where will you stay?”
“That’s not your concern, is it?”
Unfazed, Brian presented a set of keys. “If you don’t want to live with me, that’s fine. Here’s the key to another apartment I own near the office. You can…”
Rachel interrupted swiftly, “No need. If we’re parting ways, let it be complete. I want no ties left between us.”
