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


    Bet thanked her and ced it by Yvonne''s side.


    Yvonne said, "I''m not thirsty."


    Bet 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, Bet asked, "Didn''t you sleep wellst 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,te- night drills and pre-dawn training runs were just part of the routine.


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


    Bet moved quietly, carefully tucking a nket around her.


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


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


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


    "I wasn''t aware the military had such a rxed schedule, with so much time to fly around," Thomas said coolly.


    "You can always make time if you try," Bet replied nonchntly.


    "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, Bet, you don''t have to be so guarded with me."


    Bet just offered a faint smile. "You''re overthinking it, Cousin. I''ve never considered you a rival."


    Thomas''s expression darkened at his words.


    Bet''s meaning was clear: Thomas wasn''t even worthy of being hispetition.


    Three hourster, the nended safely at Istra International Airport.


    Once the ne came to aplete stop, Bet gently woke Yvonne.


    "We''vended?" Yvonne asked, rubbing her eyes.


    "Yes," Bet confirmed, twisting open the bottle of water and handing it to her.


    Yvonne took a few sips, her mind slowly clearing.


    Bet helped her put on her jacket, and the two of them disembarked.


    Yvonne and Bet used a private exit and left the airport quickly. Bet''s ck Mercedes G Wagon: had been parked in the underground lot the whole time.  fo


    Bet opened the trunk, ced Yvonne''s suitcase inside, and then drove out of the airport.


    Having slept for over two hours on the ne, Yvonne was now full of energy.


    She chattered away excitedly, telling Bet all about the amusing things


    happened on set over the


    past few days.


    Bet 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 Bet 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, Bet gently nudged her away with his foot.  s?novels


    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 augh, walking over to pat the dog''srge head.


    Bullet instantly felt validated, its tail wagging so hard it looked like it might fly off. Bet couldn''t be bothered to argue with a dog.