Sorry for Your Loss It's Me I'm the Loss novel Chapter 744

Teresa clutched her chest, feeling as if Yvonne’s words had shaved ten years off her life. Helen, perhaps fearing she might actually have a heart attack, quickly brought her a cup of warm tea to calm her down.

Teresa took a long sip, managing to rein in her temper.

She set the cup down and continued, “So, are you and Mr. Bennett Thompson living together?”

Yvonne looked at her. “Is that why you came here?”

Though Yvonne’s tone was far from pleasant, Teresa forced herself to remain calm. “I heard from Caroline that you and Mr. Thompson are getting your marriage license soon?”

“Yes,” Yvonne confirmed. She and Bennett were getting married, and while she didn't want a big spectacle, she had nothing to hide.

“Well, if you’re getting married, living together is normal. It’s good that you’re getting the license first; you need to secure your position. But when are you planning the wedding? A union between our families is a major event. The preparations alone will take at least a year. We should arrange a meeting between our two families to discuss the details and schedule.”

Teresa grew more animated as she spoke, her words tumbling out. “You’re inexperienced in these matters, you need us elders to help guide you.”

Yvonne finished her soup, placed the empty bowl on the coffee table, and then looked up at Teresa. “We’re not planning on having a wedding.”

“No wedding? Why not?” Teresa asked, stunned.

“We don’t want one. Do I need to give you a reason?” Yvonne said impatiently.

That was the last straw for Teresa.

If Yvonne didn’t have a wedding, it would be a secret marriage. No one would know she was married to Bennett, and no one would know the James family was connected to the Thompsons. How could they possibly benefit from that?

“Yvonne, have you lost your mind? Of course you have to have a wedding! Without one, who will know you’re the young mistress of the Thompson family? Who will know we’re their in-laws? How will we negotiate the marriage settlement? I absolutely forbid it!”

Bennett raised an eyebrow with a cold smile. “I don’t think that’s necessary. Yvonne is not a James, and from this day forward, she will have no connection to your family. You can go back and tell Mr. James Sr. that as long as I’m here, no one will use her or emotionally blackmail her. And if the James family doesn’t understand its place, I wouldn’t hesitate to make it disappear from the ranks of the city's elite.”

“Mr. Thompson…” Teresa tried to argue, but Bennett had no patience for it.

“Helen, see our guest out,” he commanded, then took Yvonne’s hand and led her toward the dining room.

Teresa instinctively tried to follow, but Bullet, who had been lying in the corner, suddenly stood up and stared at her with guarded eyes, looking ready to pounce.

Terrified, Teresa backed away as the dog advanced on her, forcing her all the way to the apartment door.

Helen stepped forward and slammed the door shut, leaving Teresa outside.