The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2411

Drew and Yvonne were only reunited for two weeks before he was called back to resume his work.

On the eve of his departure, they spent every moment wrapped in each other’s arms, lost in a haze of passionate intimacy.

“Yvonne, give me three months…only three more months,” Drew whispered softly after the intensity had subsided.

He pulled her closer as they leaned against the headboard. Despite being exhausted, neither could bring themselves to sleep. “Once I’ve finished these tasks, I’ll quit for good. After that, I’ll be by your side forever.

“We’ll go wherever you want to go. Whether you want to have fun or go on crazy adventures, I’ll do it with you for the rest of our lives.”

He was not much for fancy words, so he spoke from the heart. He was bold and unrestrained.

At that moment, all he wanted was to be with her.

It did not matter what they did; he just wanted to stay by her side forever.

“Honestly, I hope you’ll keep working as a secret agent because I know how fulfilled and happy it makes you. You’ve found your purpose, your mission. To me, that’s one of the most important things in life,” Yvonne said softly, snuggling against his chest.

She tried to hide the faint sadness in her eyes with a gentle smile. “I never understood what it was like to have dreams or beliefs until I met Bella. That’s when I finally found my own purpose.”

“Yvonne, what is your purpose?” Drew lowered his head, planting a warm kiss on her smooth forehead.

“To find a place where there is hope,” Yvonne whispered, closing her eyes. A single tear escaped the corner of her eye.

A wave of deep sadness surged in Drew’s throat. He could only hold her closer, his hand caressing her shoulder, unable to utter a single word.

His work required him to keep his identity hidden, like walking a tightrope every day. Yet he fought for justice with unwavering conviction, loving his job and fully dedicating himself to it.

But the woman he loved had gone through unimaginable anguish, stuck in a deep, dark pit. Her simple words carried the weight of unspeakable pain—pain that he could feel profoundly as if it were his own.

What had happened to her could not simply be erased. It might take a lifetime to heal.

But he had the patience and love that were enough to last a lifetime. He would do anything for her, as long as she was happy.

“No one’s going to take me away. I’m yours, always yours.” Drew knew she was right. He was acting impulsively.

Yvonne was thoughtful and grounded, more so than many of the daughters of prominent families. Her request to inform his father was a respectful gesture.

Yet, a strange unease weighed on Drew’s chest, a sense of foreboding he could not shake off.

“You’re not sleeping? Then I’ll sleep first,” Yvonne teased, pretending to sleep as she turned slightly.

She had something on her mind and could not sleep. Besides, in two hours, she’d have to wake up to make breakfast for Drew.

“Yvonne, promise me one thing. Promise you’ll behave…” Drew murmured as he leaned in for another kiss.

Yvonne suddenly covered his mouth, letting out a soft laugh.