Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1149

Flynt sat and said nothing as Cynthia lectured him. In the end, he could only stand up and leave.

"I'll take my leave." Flynt made his way to the door and was about to leave. However, when he reached the door, he turned around and looked at Cynthia, and he then said, "I mean no harm. I want to please her, that's all. I don't want her to avoid me when she sees me. Cynthia, Jepherson and I are both men. Am I not comparable to him?"

"Flynt, there's no comparison in relationships. You're going to regret it sooner or later." Cynthia did not know how to feel. On one hand, Flynt was her brother. On the other hand, it concerned the person she cared about the most. She did not know how to rectify the situation, but she knew that what her brother did was wrong.

Flynt looked at his sister and said, "Cynthia, I didn't do it on purpose. It's just that I can't control myself sometimes."

With that, Flynt walked out of the room. Cynthia stood at the door and watched as Flynt left. When it came to love, no one had the right to judge. Perhaps she was wrong, and Flynt could not help himself as well.

Cynthia turned around and sat back down. She held her phone in her hand and was about to text Santiago. Before she could text him, Cynthia heard someone knocking on the door. She lifted her head and stood up as she chucked her phone to the side.

Yanora entered the house with some food in her hand. She said as she walked, "I heard that Flynt was here, so I decided to come over. Is he gone?"

"Yes, he just left." Cynthia glanced outside. Flynt had just left moments ago. How was it possible that they did not bump into each other?

"Well, this is for you. I made it myself. When I heard Flynt was here, I quickly rushed over. But somehow, it seemed like he did not want to see me. I'm his sister too."

Yanora walked to the side as she spoke. She placed the food on the table and turned around to check on the two pots of chrysanthemums once more.

"The flowers are gorgeous. It looks much better than the ones I'm growing. Is this a daisy?" Yanora asked. Before Cynthia could take a look at the food Yanora had given her, she walked over to her and explained, "Yes, it is."

"It's a daisy." "It's beautiful." Yanora raised her hand and touched the flowers carefully. Cynthia frowned when Yanora did so. People who grew flowers were not fond of others touching their flowers.

"It's alright." Cynthia stood by the side. She did not know what to think of Yanora's sudden visit, but she inexplicably had her guard up.

"Cynthia, I have a place I need to go tomorrow. Would you like to accompany me? It's been a long time since we last hung out." Yanora turned around and asked her sister. Cynthia looked at her and asked, "Yanora, did something happen?"

"No. I just want to hang out. It's my fault for not standing up for you the last time. I'd like to offer my apology, and I hope that you can forgive me," Yanora said with tears welling up in her eyes.

Cynthia's heart softened, but she wasn't a fool. When she saw Yanora, she felt that something was amiss. Right then, as she was crying, Cynthia was certain that there must have been a reason for it. She was puzzled.

In fact, ever since the previous incident, she had always known that Yanora was prejudiced against her. She had also inquired about Santiago several times, but Cynthia herself did not want to expose it.

Yanora showed up that day. It was obvious that she did not come to pay her a visit but was there for Flynt instead.

Cynthia stood there for a while and said, "But I've already made plans with Santiago."

Yanora smiled. "That's not a big deal. Why don't you send me over? By the time we're there, I'll leave the space to the two of you. You don't have to worry about me."

Cynthia sneered inwardly. Everyone knew how Yanora felt about Santiago. Could it be that there were no other men in the world? Why must she go for Santiago? Whatever the case, Santiago was her fiance. They were birth sisters. How could she do that?

Cynthia pursed her lips. "It doesn't matter what I say. Santiago has the final say."