Before the assistant could finish his sentence, Joe shot him a look that made him go silent.

Joe did not want to use underhanded tactics anymore. He wanted Yvonne to stay by his side willingly.

After talking with the doctor about some care details, Joe left to buy a small cake. When he returned, he saw Nina trying to help Yvonne eat. However, Yvonne was refusing, despite Nina's patient coaxing. Joe walked over, took the food away, and placed the small cake on the table.

The moment Yvonne saw the cake, her face lit up, and she clapped her hands, shouting, "Cake! Cake!"

Joe felt a wave of relief and excitement. Acting surprised, he said, "Does Little Sister like cake? Then I will buy you all the cake you want. How does that sound?"

Yvonne beamed, nodding eagerly, "Yes! I want lots of cake!"

Nina pulled Joe aside, warning him, "If you keep giving her cake, she'll never eat proper meals."

Joe smirked confidently, "Don't worry, I'll make sure she eats her meals. Thrice a day, no exceptions."

Yvonne, gently wiping the crumbs from her

want to stay with me, or go home with Nina?" Joe asked softly, knowing Yvonne's preferences would remain intact even in her fragile state. Yvonne grabbed his hand, "I want to

reason with her, "Yvonne, he's not

Yvonne, ignoring her, just kept smiling at

Yvonne with him.

Joe bought a villa on the outskirts of town, complete with a children's playground. He was ready to

screaming, and throwing things. Fearing for her safety, Joe climbed up to the third floor and entered through the balcony. The room was a mess, but Yvonne was nowhere to

searching for a while, he finally

Joe called out, his voice soft, not

No response.

he tried

filling her eyes as she tried to

down hard on his shoulder. The pain was sharp, but

okay, Yvonne. Little Sister, don't be scared. I'm here, you're

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