Chapter 890

In the car escaping Dark Organization headquarters, Wilson frowned and embraced Yvette, letting her lean against him. "You don't look well, baby. Rest for a while first." Yvette didn't refuse, obediently leaning into his broad, warm chest. She was indeed very tired. Ever since those strange symptoms started occurring, she had become easily tired. She pursed her lips at the thought of those frequent symptoms, her gaze turning cold. Yvette had been looking really unwell for the past few days. Wilson's eyes narrowed, and he started thinking quietly to himself. Could he have tired her out that night? It seemed he would have to exercise some restraint in the future… When he spoke again, he sounded upset and full of self-reproach. "It's all my fault, baby. I'll show more restraint in the future." Yvette's face reddened, realizing that he had misunderstood. Still, she didn't try to explain things to himself. This wasn't the time to inform him of the problems with her body. They would