CHAPTER 362 ELLIOT'S APARTMENT

"There's nothing much to say.” Yvonne lifted her sweater collar, covering her nose and mouth.

In fact, she had thought about this question in the past two days and wondered if Henry deserved her love.

She still couldn't find the answer to her thoughts.

However, she was deeply concerned about what Elliot said earlier. It was clear that Henry was at fault and h e should've felt sorry for her. But he didn't apologize to her nor did he have the intention of seeking forgiveness. All of these made her feel depressed suddenly.

"What are you thinking about?” Elliot looked at the distracted Yvonne, somewhat curious.

Yvonne shook her head. "Nothing. You can just drop m e off at a hotel."

She closed her eyes wearily.

Elliot raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Hotel? So you don't have a place to stay?"

"Yeah,” Yvonne answered. 1

The corner of Elliot's mouth twitched. "You're really brave to be running away from home without a place t o stay. Does Mr. Lancaster know about this?”

"He doesn't know." “Seems like he doesn't care about you,” Elliot chuckled lightly.

Yvonne tightened her hands on her leg and said nothing.

Elliot clicked his tongue and said, "Forget about the hotel. It's not safe there. How about I send you over to my place?"

"Your place?” Yvonne widened her eyes and looked at his perfect facial features shockingly. 1

Elliot nodded. "Yes, but don’t worry. It’s not my villa, but I have an apartment under my name. I usually stay there for a night whenever I'm busy and can't make it back to the villa. It's fully furnished with appliances."

"This..." Yvonne was moved a little, but she quickly shook her head and declined. "Better not. The apartment is under your name and it must be costly. I can't afford to pay the rent. It’s better for me to stay at a hotel and look for a cheap apartment later."

Elliot couldn't help but laugh after hearing her words. " You’re really cute. I’m not asking you to pay the rent. S o don't worry, it's gonna be free."

"Free?" Yvonne looked at him suspiciously. “Are you really that kind?"

"Do you think of me as a bad person?” Elliot was unhappy.

Yvonne coughed awkwardly, "No... Don't get me wrong, I'm just...”

"So far, I've never done anything bad to you, right?" Elliot interrupted her.

Yvonne was shocked, unable to speak. 1

He was right. Ever since the beginning, he had never done anything bad to her. At most, he was just teasing her.

Because of this, her impression of him was just alright.

"Well, you've got nothing to say, so it means that I'm not a bad guy. I'm letting you stay for free because we know each other. I won't even bother if it's someone else. Let’s go, I'll take you to my apartment."

After talking, he got off the road and drove in the other direction. Yvonne wanted to stop him but didn't manage to and she was already being taken to his apartment.

His apartment was located in the city center, but not i n the same area as Henry. However, it was still a place for the rich in Vancouver.

Click!

Elliot switched on the light and it lit up the entire apartment instantly.

Only then was Yvonne able to see the layout of the apartment clearly. It was not as big as Henry's, nor as simple and elegant. The house looked luxurious in every corner-even the displays looked expensive.

In short, Yvonne's first impression of Elliot's apartment was luxurious but rustic.

"Aren’t you afraid of me stealing your stuff?" Yvonne pointed at a very expensive-looking lighter on the coffee table.

Elliot took off his jacket, then sat down and laughed heartily, "Suit yourself. These are just knickknacks to me.

"You’re loaded." Yvonne also sat down.

Elliot poured himself a glass of red wine and swirled it as he asked, "Still not quite up to Mr. Lancaster. Would you like a glass?"

Yvonne waved her hand and declined.

Elliot shrugged regretfully but didn't persuade her. Then, he drank the wine alone.

After drinking, he picked up his jacket and put it over his arm. "Okay, you can stay here from now on. I’ll leave now. Have a good rest."

After speaking, he walked to the door.

Yvonne followed him, then stopped at the entrance. She looked at him gratefully and nodded. "Elliot, thank you."

"Don’t worry. I just hope that you'll treat me better in the future," Elliot said while stroking her hair. Then he turned to walk to the elevator and waved at her.

Yvonne watched him enter the elevator. Then she went into the apartment and closed the door.

It was Elliot’s apartment, so she didn’t feel like exploring it. She chose a guest room and prepared to rest.

It was night time. Outside, it was completely dark and drizzling.

Yvonne took a quick shower and then laid on the bed. Not sure what she was hoping for, she took out her mobile phone. Then started checking all the phone records, WhatsApp, and social media.

After checking everything, there were no missed calls nor unread messages.

With a wry smile, she put her phone away, feeling annoyed. "What am I anticipating anyway...”

She knew very well that Henry wouldn't contact her. But there was still faint hope in her, hoping to see his calls or messages.

In the end, there was nothing at all.

The angry Yvonne rolled on the bed to vent. 1

After venting, she stopped and looked at the ceiling quietly for a while, listening to the pattering rain outside, and finally calmed down.

Her eyes were sore, not knowing how long she had looked at the ceiling. Then, she sighed and switched off the light. She covered her head with the quilt and prepared to sleep.

The next day, Yvonne was awakened by the doorbell.

She opened her eyes in a daze. When she found herself lying in an unfamiliar room, she was taken aback for a moment. exclusive content.

But very soon, she recalled that she had run away from home yesterday and Elliot was the one who took her in.

So this was Elliot's apartment.

After flashing back to last night's memories, Yvonne calmed down. Then she yawned and got out of bed to open the door.

Elliot stood outside the door with two sets of breakfast. He smiled brightly when he saw her. "Good morning." 1

"Morning," Yvonne smiled at him too and turned sideways to let him enter.

After entering the apartment, Elliot put the breakfast o n the table. Then, he talked to her while unpacking." Did you have a good sleep?"

Yvonne turned her stiff neck. "It wasn't too bad. It's just that the pillows are too low."

"There are some pillows in the wardrobe in my room. You can choose a suitable one later." Elliot handed her the cutlery.

Yvonne was flattered and quickly thanked him.

Elliot waved his hand. "You don’t need to be so polite t o me. Let’s eat."

"Okay...” Yvonne nodded, then sat down opposite of him.

Neither of them spoke during the meal.

It wasn't until they were done eating that Elliot wiped the corners of his lips gracefully and broke the silence. "I met Mr. Lancaster last night when I went home. Guess where I saw him."

Yvonne was wiping her mouth when she stopped instantly after hearing what he said. "Where?"

"You still care about him a lot,” Elliot teased.

Yvonne pursed her lips, not arguing against his words.

Elliot didn't plan to hide anything. He put down his napkin, took another sip of coffee, and replied, "At my villa."

"What?" Yvonne was stunned, then she blinked and asked hurriedly, "He went to look for you?"