"Stephen!" Yvonne was flustered. She glared at him. "This is my room. Without my permission, you can't—"

The next second, Stephen grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Yvonne tried to resist, but he was too strong. He hugged her tightly, not letting her go.

He buried his head in Yvonne's neck. In a rather aggrieved and resentful tone, he said "All this while, you didn't even ask me what I was doing.

"Yvonne, where is your heart? I've been helping you do so many things. Don'