Chapter 2380

Drew was drenched, but he paid no heed to himself. His large hands firmly gripped Yvonne’s trembling shoulders. “Don’t be afraid... I’m here! Don’t be afraid!” Yvonne stared at him blankly. Her lips parted, her face pale, like someone who had just escaped from the suffocating depths of the ocean. “Did you have a nightmare? Don’t worry... I’m here; your husband’s here.” Drew’s voice trembled with panic as he held her tightly in his arms. “I... I can wash myself,” Yvonne stammered, trembling violently as she tried to cover the old scars on her body. Those years under Christopher’s torment in Pivotage had left countless scars—both physical and emotional. The flood of shameful, dark memories overwhelmed her, leaving her gasping for air. The reason she never allowed the lights on during intimacy was her deep psychological scars surrounding the subject. She had always bathed alone, unwilling to let anyone, especially the one she loved most, see the ugly marks that bore witness to her