The Sleeper's Wrath and His Wife's Strike novel Chapter 116

But the problem was, Naomi’s design was the very same one she’d created in her previous life. Back then, the prize-winning entry had been the design draft Naomi herself submitted.

Cheryl let out a light laugh. “What exactly do you mean by ‘unexpected’?”

“There are just too many variables, I can’t say for sure.” Lindsay raised her teacup and took a small sip, her mind still preoccupied with the real origin of Naomi’s design.

No matter what, she simply couldn’t believe Naomi had that kind of talent.

Cheryl just smiled and kept her thoughts to herself.

The food arrived soon after, but Cheryl didn’t touch her fork. Instead, her gaze drifted toward the entrance of the restaurant.

Curious, Lindsay followed Cheryl’s line of sight—and spotted Yves’ familiar face. Suddenly, it all made sense.

She turned and shot Cheryl a look, a hint of reproach in her eyes.

Cheryl lifted her hands in mock surrender. “What can I do? I can’t say no to him. You two should talk—I’ll leave you to it.”

As she got up and passed Yves, she leaned down and whispered, “Be gentle. Your words should be used to make up, not to start a fight.”

Yves nodded, then maneuvered his wheelchair over to Lindsay.

“Lindsay, can we talk?” he asked, lowering his voice.

Lindsay pressed her lips together, dodging the question. “Have you eaten yet?”

“No.”

“If you don’t mind, join me.”

Yves smiled. “It would be my pleasure.”

Lindsay didn’t respond. She simply continued eating in silence.

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