Entangled with My Cousin's Fiancé
Chapter 236: Do I Still Have Feelings for Cooper Coldson?

Chapter 236: Chapter 236: Do I Still Have Feelings for Cooper Coldson?

After ending the video call, Yolanda Greenwood still lay heavy-hearted on the desk.

Unlike Lola Gold’s excitement, she didn’t care much to see Cooper Coldson crying his eyes out; she just felt a particular discomfort in her heart.

It was so unbearable she felt like she couldn’t catch her breath.

If none of it had happened, if Melissa Greenwood hadn’t meddled, would she and Cooper have had a different ending?

The thought had barely surfaced when Yolanda broke out in a cold sweat. Could it be... had she still loved Cooper?

She clenched her fists and silently gazed at her now swollen belly.

Should she try again, clear up all the misunderstandings, and start everything anew?

As Yolanda pondered, she suddenly caught sight of the plush bear on the desk. Hesitantly, she grabbed it and took a deep sniff.

She noticed something off about the fragrance of the bear, and after sniffing it intently, she felt unwell.

Thinking of something, she quickly put the bear aside and went back to lie down on the bed.

Could her spotting a few days prior be related to this bear?

Deciding to rest for a while, Yolanda intended to take the bear to the hospital later for a doctor to check.

Of course, she trusted May wouldn’t harm her, but if Melissa Greenwood was involved, then anything was possible.

The thought of May made Yolanda’s heart ache.

Melissa would never let Cooper know about May’s existence; she might even go so far as to harm May.

The thought nearly suffocated Yolanda; why should a child who had done nothing wrong suffer like this?

Whether to tell Cooper everything and how to go about it, Yolanda needed to think carefully.

On the other hand, Melissa Greenwood was furious after bailing out Brooks Parker.

"Are you brain-dead? Why are you so stupid? Where did all your smarts from school go?"

Brooks didn’t respond.

"Brooks, how did you end up like this? If I had known you would turn out this way, why did I even bother back then?"

Brooks opened his mouth helplessly, "I didn’t expect it either, just bad luck."

"Brooks, are you joking? Bad luck? You’re a druggie now, a damn loser. You talk to me about luck? Your life is over."

Not hearing Brooks speak, Melissa looked at him to continue her rant but was startled by the look in his eyes.

"Are you done?" Brooks’s eyes were bloodshot, "Who do I have to thank for my situation today? Melissa, everyone might look down on me, step on me, but you? You have no right?"

Melissa instinctively stepped back, "What do you mean? You want to pin everything on me? When we were together, you didn’t have this damn habit."

"That’s right. Back then I could see tomorrow, see hope, I didn’t need false joy," Brooks said through clenched teeth. "But then, you ruined everything. You pushed me and the child into an abyss with no light in sight. Tell me, what was I supposed to do?"

Melissa rebutted with guilt, "Don’t make excuses for yourself here. You’re smart. Couldn’t you have made an honest living for you and May? You chose to degrade yourself."

"Really?" Brooks scoffed. "Melissa, if there’s any justice in heaven, it should let you taste what I went through back then — betrayed by the one you loved the most, stripped of your identity, hiding like a rat in the corners of streets, where all your dreams become unreachable..."

"Melissa, one day, you’ll know what that feels like."

For some reason, chills ran down Melissa’s spine when she heard those words. She cursed with a dark expression, "Don’t you curse me."

Brooks hummed. This was never a curse.

"At least I’m successfully marrying Cooper and will share in the spoils," Melissa said, regaining confidence. "You should hope for my good."

She really couldn’t understand, "Brooks, you just did some drugs. Why were you arrested?"

"I..." Brooks touched his nose awkwardly, "I was going to stock up."

"What?" Melissa’s eyes widened, "What do you mean ’stock up’?"

"You gave me money, right? I took out four million, trying to bring in some goods. For personal use and to sell as well."

Brooks was being wildly ambitious, "I promise, you and May will lead good lives."

"You’re insane," Melissa confirmed, more sure than ever that drugs rot the brain and make people stupid.

But what was done, was done, and she had scolded enough, now she just grunted. "Your luck is indeed bad, how did you get caught?"

Brooks cursed in Chinese, looking very indignant, "You know what’s the most infuriating part?"

Melissa looked on.

"The bastards who caught me... damn it, were from our side."

"Our side?" Melissa was puzzled.

"The damn black hair and yellow skin." Brooks shook his head, "I mean, how could these white devils be so dumb to catch us? I didn’t expect to be tripped up by our own kind."

"Chinese?" Melissa immediately became more alert. "Did you see their faces?"

"How could I?" Brooks was exasperated, "Don’t you know how dangerous drug enforcement cops are in China? How many die each year? Who would dare show their face doing this?"

"True enough," Melissa nodded in agreement, still sensing too much of a coincidence.

Finally, she warned Brooks, "Don’t mess around recently. Less snorting is better for your brain. 500,000 should last you for a while. We’ll talk later."

Brooks didn’t argue; his mind was a mess after the past day and night. Now, he only wanted to go home and sleep.

Back at the apartment, Yolanda had rested enough and got up.

She grabbed the bear, planning to go to the nearby hospital, but as she left, she ran into Brooks in the building’s lobby.

"Broo..." Yolanda instinctively wanted to greet him, but then remembered he didn’t know she recognized him.

She forced a smile, but her look at Brooks was entirely different now.

"Just got back?" She quickly spoke, her heart grieving, unable to imagine the man before her was Brooks.

"Yeah," Brooks nodded, "Had some urgent matters last night. Are you heading to work?"

Yolanda shook her head, "Going for a check-up at the hospital."

"Okay." Brooks gave Yolanda another puzzled glance before going upstairs.

Yolanda stood there for a while, sighing softly before she walked away.

During school, she had interacted with Brooks, but the Brooks of today was a world away from the past, making him unrecognizable to her.

She could imagine that Brooks must have gone through many inhuman experiences.

After going upstairs, Brooks paused at his own door, recalling Yolanda’s reaction. He had a bad feeling.

Hesitating for a while, he sent a message to Melissa.

[Yolanda seems to have recognized me.]