When Yves heard the word “acupuncture”, the anger in his eyes eased a bit. He glared at George, gritting his teeth. “You, I’ve never forgotten how you tricked me and made a fool out of me!”
Back then, Yves had rushed to Etreau with his men to save Isabelle, only for George to deceive him into going in the opposite direction to draw enemy fire. This meant he couldn’t see Isabelle for over two months, worrying the entire time.
Yves had always held a grudge about that. He hadn’t confronted George right away out of consideration for Isabelle and because George did save her. But for Yves, balancing merits and faults was out of the question.
He held back, choosing not to settle the score at that critical moment. But if Isabelle developed feelings for George because of his help over the past two months, Yves would never allow it.
Yves said, “You’re not getting between the three of us. I don’t like you, and you’re not welcome. Stay away from her. If it happens again, even if I can’t kill you, I’ll make you a cripple. I mean it!”
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