Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 724 Side Story: Efforts in Pursuing Her 6

Yelena had no interest in conversing with her jerk of a brother, so she simply rolled her eyes before

glaring at him. "Hank put in a lot of work just to win you over, you know? He even put effort into his

relationship with me. Do you think I should tell him about the date that you're going on?" Hex asked.

"What are you trying to do, Hex?!" Yelena hissed.

"Hey, I'm not trying to do anything. It was just a random comment, that's all." Even though Hex was a

big mouth, he could tell his words had triggered his sister's temper. He was smart enough to take his

words back. "Alright, don't be angry. Do you want me to tell you who your date is?" Hex offered.

"Tell me," Yelena muttered grumpily. "Federick," Hex said. The name rang loud in Yelena's mind. She

hadn't heard any news of Federick in the past five years. Back then, she had ignored Federick's words

and was insistent on returning to the country to search for Hank. After that, she was too afraid to reach

out to him, worried that he was mad at her. Just like that, they gradually lost contact with one another.

How could he be my date? "I bet you didn't expect this, huh? Well, it's time for you to repay some

debts. I'm just waiting to enjoy the show this time," Hex uttered with a tut. For once, Yelena didn't make

a snark response—she simply tidied herself up a little before she headed back to her room. Federick…

Yelena didn't necessarily fancy him, but their relationship was rather complicated.

Upon hearing who her date was, Yelena regretted how compliant she had been with her father's

request earlier. I should have asked him more about it first. Well, it's too late to change my mind at this

point, so I have no choice but to shamelessly go ahead with the plan. Yelena threw herself onto the bed

before covering her sheets over her face.

She couldn't avoid the harsh reality forever. About 30 minutes before the date, she forced herself to put

on some makeup and a decent outfit before she headed out with Francis. They arrived at the

suggested restaurant, and Yelena spotted a familiar figure the moment she stepped into the place.

Federick didn't seem to have changed much. He was still the same as before—someone who rarely

smiled unless he was talking. He seemed especially cold and distant as he sat in silence, giving off the

aura of an unapproachable man. However, Yelena knew who Federick was deep down; he was a

stubborn and temperamental man who would point his finger and growl at her if she disagreed with

him. He was extremely fierce, but he always had a good point to back his anger up.

Francis had already headed over to greet Federick while Yelena was still caught in her thoughts. "It's

been a while, Gus. I think the last time I saw you was about three years ago," Francis uttered.

Gus beamed as he reached over for a hug. "That's true. We've spent the last few years developing our

business overseas, so we rarely ever came home. I'm not just visiting this time around, though. I'm

planning to move back here! We can always head out for a few drinks," Gus suggested.

"That would be perfect!" Both Francis and Gus were too immersed in their conversation to notice how

the two younger individuals were in a rather awkward state. Neither of them knew what to do in that NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

situation. Francis assumed that Federick and Yelena were only quiet because their old men were

around, so he gave Gus a look. "Hey, Gus. I have some alcohol in my car, and I think I should bring it

over. Do you want to come along with me?"

"Sure, sure. We haven't met for a long while, after all. There's a lot I want to talk to you about," Gus

replied. The two old men continued chatting as they walked off, leaving Yelena and Federick to

themselves. The two of them stared at each other without breaking the silence.

Federick was almost certain that it was going to take a while for Yelena to speak up, so he reached

over to have a sip of water first. Eventually, he was the gentleman who initiated the conversation.

"Aren't you a celebrity? It's been a while since I last saw you, but it looks like you've gained some

weight."

Yelena was confused for a while. Is he starting our conversation with such a remark? She forgot all

about the tension in the room earlier, and she no longer hesitated to snap back at him, saying, "Who

are you to say that about me? It's been a while, but it seems like your tongue got sharper."

Federick could already predict her response. When he saw the look of scorn on her face, he felt an

oddly familiar and pleasant sensation in him. "You don't seem like the type to be awkward and

restrained. Since when have you ever been nice to me, anyway?" he replied. Yelena bit her bottom lip

as she didn't know what to say for a while.

"I thought you'd be mad at me," she finally said. Federick raised an eyebrow and gazed at her

expression for a while. "Tsk. Why would I be mad at you? I figured you'd live a good life after you

returned to the country. I didn't expect that guy to dump you and leave you in such a miserable

situation. What's the point of me being angry at you now?" His words seemed to rub salt into her

wounds.

Even though Yelena had gotten over this whole thing, she still felt rather sorry for herself when

Federick brought it up. As such, she simply lowered her head without saying much. "You're not going to

cry, are you?" Federick knew that he had been rather harsh with his words. He wanted to comfort her,

but he didn't know how to.

"No, my eyes are just dry because of the wind." Yelena didn't want to embarrass herself in front of him,

so she tried to act tough. She even rubbed her eyes a little to make it seem as if something had gotten

into her eye. Federick figured that she was okay when he saw the way she was joking around with him,

and he let out a sigh under his breath.

"We're indoors," he replied. Yelena knew how unconvincing her lie was, so she didn't seem too

embarrassed even after he exposed her. "You don't know me," she replied. Federick lifted his hand to

massage his temples. "Of course. If I knew you any better, I wouldn't have let you go five years ago,"

he replied. If I had known that this girl wouldn't find happiness here, and if I had known that she would

be fooled by some other man… I wouldn't have let her come back at all. I thought that she would find

herself a happy ending since she had worked so hard for it.

"I thought that you were a soldier who'd fight for love. I hadn't expected you to be a lapdog with too

much courage." His words were extremely descriptive of her experiences over the past five years, and

Yelena felt genuinely hurt by his words at first.

However, after processing his words, she realized that they weren't as harsh as they sounded. If

anything, she had gotten immune to such words. Damn, have I really turned into a lapdog? Federick

watched as the woman nodded before shaking her head. There was a look of distress and bitterness

on her face for a while before she let out a sigh. "What is it?" Federick was confused. Did she lose her

mind after getting out of her relationship?

Federick realized how he might have been a little too harsh, so he tried to soften his tone. "I know a

famous psychologist, and I can bring you to her if you don't mind. I'm really terrified by your actions—

please stop whatever you're doing."

You're the crazy one here. Your entire family is crazy! Yelena thought.