Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 307

Yolanda assumed the role of the lady of the house, coldly dismissing them.

Sandra had no reason to stay any longer; they had seen him, after all. After a few more polite words, she took Yvonne and left.

As the door closed, Bennett coughed lightly and said to Yolanda, "I'm fine. I've been through worse in the military. These are just minor injuries. Don't worry."

After he spoke, his gaze drifted unconsciously toward the slowly closing door.

"Even if they're minor injuries, you lost so much blood. I was worried sick. Ben, promise me you'll protect yourself no matter what, and don't get hurt again, okay?"

Yolanda took his hand, her voice choked with emotion.

"Mmm," Bennett responded indifferently, subtly pulling his hand from her grasp.

"I'm going to rest for a bit. Have Simon take you home. You're not well yourself; you shouldn't overexert yourself," Bennett said, then lay back down on the bed, turning his back to her.

Yolanda reminded him a few more times to rest well before she left.

…

Meanwhile.

Yvonne had left the hospital with Sandra.

Sandra was driving, and Yvonne sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window, her mood low.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Sandra asked suddenly, her hands on the steering wheel.

Yvonne slowly turned to look at Sandra, asking blankly, "What?"

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