Yanni was momentarily stunned. Keaton gave her a gentle tug, and she fell right into his arms.

The window in the study was open, and the temperature wasn’t high. So, Keaton’s body wasn’t particularly warm, but the places where he embraced Yanni quickly became warm.

Keaton didn’t do anything else. He merely buried his face in the back of Yanni’s neck, holding her close for a long, long time.

After a while, Keaton's voice came out hoarse. "Yanni. I honestly don’t know what would have happened if it weren’t for you today. Maybe Denise would have taken Ella away directly."

Yanni sensed a rare vulnerability in him. She understood that a man like Keaton rarely revealed such emotions. Ella had become irreplaceable in his life, but she didn’t feel jealous.

Yanni understood this kind of bond where people rely on each other. Noah had once shared such a connection with Holly, and she had experienced it with Gwynn too.

Yanni slowly held Keaton’s head, gently stroking his black hair.