Chapter 273 

Wilson’s eyes locked onto Yvette’s expressión as if a mere “yes” from her could ensure Samuel’s permanent stay in Wakara, never to return. 

“I sense jealousy.” Yvette wrapped her arms around his neck and spoke softly, “I was just curious about the pastries Mr. Jackson bought yesterday. They were quite delicious, and I was hoping he could get some more for me.” 

As Yvette explained, the dangerous air around Wilson vanished instantly. His hands, elegant and sculpted like pieces of art, settled gently on her slim waist, caressing her softly. 

He smiled lazily, and his deep, magnetic voice made her ears tingle with pleasure. “Baby, there’s no need for Samuel to buy them. I’ll go. get them for you myself.” 

The way he said “Baby” was incredibly tender and affectionate, flushing Yvette’s earlobes with warmth that spread to her cheeks. 

Baby… It’s so endearing, even if it’s a bit cheesy. 

Seeing Yvette’s reaction, a deeper smile crept into Wilson’s eyes. His mesmerizing eyes narrowed lazily, exuding an air of both sensuality and restraint. 

One simple “Baby” from him was enough to make Yvette blush, and he couldn’t help but wonder how she’d react in more intimate settings. 

When he realized that his thoughts were straying, Wilson’s Adam’s apple moved aggressively as he forced himself to dismiss the dangerous notions. 

Ugh, he was turning into a beast again. 

Watching his Adam’s apple move, which she found strangely 

attractive, Yvette couldn’t resist reaching out with her slender fingers 

Jo touch it. 

As soon as her fingers made contact, Wilson’s body tensed, and hist grip on her waist tightened noticeably. 

“Baby, you seem quite fascinated by my Adam’s apple…” 

His voice was now deep and husky, laced with danger. Yvette 

obediently tilted her elegant neck and gently kissed his sensuous lips. 

“Sorry.” 

Wilson’s Adam’s apple moved even more violently as he felt the 

softness of her lips, his rising passion intensifying. 

“Baby, let me teach you a bit about adult apologies…” 

The atmosphere in the car grew increasingly intimate until it was suddenly interrupted by an unwelcome voice. 

“Wilson!” 

Jasper’s voice rang out from outside the car as he vigorously knocked on the window, his face full of excitement. 

“Wilson, it’s me… your dearest, most beloved brother! Open the window!” 

Wilson’s devilishly handsome face twisted with irritation, clearly displeased by the interruption. Reluctantly, he rolled down the window halfway. 

Wilson’s tall figure shielded Yvette inside the car, preventing Jasper from seeing who was inside. 

Jasper immediately flashed a wide smile at him. “Wilson-” 

“Get lost,” Wilson cut him off, his voice cold and impatient. 

Jasper was left speechless. Telling him to get lost right upon seeing him? This really was his damn brother! 

Seeing that Wilson was about to roll the window back up, Jasper 

quickly said, “Wilson, don’t close the window! Did you come to Jubilife University to pick up my sister–in–law today?” 

Upon hearing him address Yvette as a sister–in–law, Wilson’s 

expression softened slightly. 

Jasper seized the opportunity to ask,” Is my sister–in–law in the car? Let me meet her!” 

He was very curious about this sister–in–law he had never met. He really wanted to know what kind of woman could win over his brother. 

Wilson glanced back at Yvette, whose eyes were red from being 

teased, and decisively refused Jasper’s request. 

“You’ll meet her eventually. For now, get lost.”