Sorry for Your Loss It's Me I'm the Loss novel Chapter 753

“Of course.” The flight attendant returned with a bottle of water and respectfully handed it to them.

Bennett thanked her and placed it by Yvonne’s side.

Yvonne said, “I’m not thirsty.”

Bennett replied, “Just leave it there. You can drink it when you are.”

Yvonne nodded, covering her mouth as she let out a small yawn.

Seeing this, Bennett asked, “Didn't you sleep well last night?”

Yvonne shook her head. “I had to get up too early this morning. I was up at five for makeup, and my head still feels fuzzy.”

This body of hers was surprisingly delicate. Back in her police academy days, late-night drills and pre-dawn training runs were just part of the routine.

Yvonne was genuinely exhausted. She adjusted her seat back, lay down, and closed her eyes.

Bennett moved quietly, carefully tucking a blanket around her.

With Bennett by her side, Yvonne felt completely safe and quickly drifted off to sleep. She shifted slightly, her hand subconsciously reaching out to grasp his.

Bennett sat sideways, holding her hand. He happened to look up, and his eyes met Thomas’s gaze from the seat behind them.

Bennett raised an eyebrow with the triumphant air of a victor.

“I wasn’t aware the military had such a relaxed schedule, with so much time to fly around,” Thomas said coolly.

“You can always make time if you try,” Bennett replied nonchalantly.

“We never see you during the holidays, but now you can spare the time,” Thomas remarked, sipping the coffee a flight attendant had brought him. “You know, Bennett, you don't have to be so guarded with me.”

Bennett just offered a faint smile. “You’re overthinking it, Cousin. I’ve never considered you a rival.”

Thomas’s expression darkened at his words.

She chattered away excitedly, telling Bennett all about the amusing things that had happened on set over the past few days.

Bennett kept a steady hand on the wheel as he drove. He rarely interrupted, proving to be an excellent listener.

Finally, the car pulled into Cherry Bay. Yvonne waited for Bennett to park before they went upstairs together.

Helen and Bullet were there. Seeing Yvonne, Bullet became incredibly excited and bounded toward her. However, before the dog could even touch the hem of her clothes, Bennett gently nudged her away with his foot.

Bullet let out a whine and could only squat to the side, looking at Yvonne with pitiful eyes.

“Why are you so mean to Bullet?” Yvonne said with a laugh, walking over to pat the dog’s large head.

Bullet instantly felt validated, its tail wagging so hard it looked like it might fly off.

Bennett couldn't be bothered to argue with a dog.