Reincarnated As the Enemy's Wife: Married the Rival, Bound by Revenge Chapter 172: Did You Break Up with Me Because of It?

Zachary had been suppressing his sadness.

No matter how indifferent she was, he put up with it.

He just wanted to give her more freedom so that she could give up the divorce.

Now it seed that she made up her mind to divorce.

He pushed her down.

...

Yvonne felt dizzy.

It was like that she was thrown into an ocean.

The wind was roaring while the rain was heavy.

She felt in such a muddle. Fear outstripped excitent.

She was worried that him might lose control.

Zachary had sex with her, running out of a dozen of condoms.

She woke up in the morning.

She had a headache.

The consequence of hangover was headache.

She also had physical pain because of sex last night.

When she got up from bed wearily, she found herself alone in the room.

She didn’t even take a shower last night. She had no clothes on, while her dress was on the floor.

She got out of bed difficultly. Picking up the dress, she caught an unexpected whiff of familiar scent.

The sll of cedar and white musk was dominant.

There was sowhat a faint sll of cigars...

It was more than familiar to her!

It was her dad’s perfu!

Her dad was an attractive old man with a good taste.

He liked cigars, wine, and perfu. That’s why he was able to marry her mother, an elegant woman.

She thought, "Last night, dad ca by, didn’t him?"

Suddenly her phone rang.

"Hey, Yvonne?"

"Finn?" She was a little surprised.

"It’s .

"Are you awake now? How did you sleep last night?" He asked.

"I..." The scene of last night was vividly visible. She then answered, "Not bad."

Yvonne suddenly rembered sothing and asked, "Last night, my dad ca by, didn’t him?"

There was silence on the phone. Then Finn said, "How do you know?"

"My clothes slled like his perfu."

"Well, last night at the bar, your dad saw you, so he ca over." Finn said honestly.

"What did he say?"

"Nothing."

Finn recalled the scene and hesitated for a mont, before he said politely, "It seems that your father doesn’t know that you’re married. Yvonne, actually Mr. Taylor is quite concerned about you. Do you want to..."

Yvonne knew that Finn was misunderstanding this. He thought that she deliberately alienated Frank and didn’t even tell him about the marriage.

But that was not actually the case.

In this life, she would avoid conflicts that have been resolved since her rebirth, such as father-daughter relationship.

Since she and Frank beca reconciled in real life, Yvonne would not have frequent interactions with him in this life. Besides, according to the plan, Frank would have been dead then.

That’s why Frank himself was surprised that he lost mory about Yvonne.

"There aren’t many days left. I don’t want to trouble him." Yvonne explained.

But what she hadn’t expected was that Zachary was making breakfast downstairs.

He ca upstairs with the breakfast and heard her words as soon as he opened the door.

Zachary was stunned and questioned her coldly.

"What do you an by it?"

Yvonne shuddered and looked back.

...

"I"

"Who are you talking to on the phone?"

Yvonne said to the phone, "I’ll hang up."

"Okay, Yvonne, you can call anyti."

"Thank you."

Hanging up the phone, she looked at Zachary.

"It’s Finn. He said my dad saw in the bar last night."

"That’s not what I asked." Zachary stared at her. "Not many days left? What do you an?"

He was a very careful man.

He was unexpectedly deceived by her because he was at a loss when she wanted to devoice.

"What’s wrong with your health?"

Zachary stepped forward and held her, "Did you break up with because of it?!" Yvonne’s heart was beating wildly, and she slapped his hand disgustedly. "Zachary, do you lose your mind? Let go of ." "Then what exactly do you an by that?!"

"Does it matter to you?"

He took her hand and suggested, "I’m taking you to the hospital now."

Yvonne once again turned him down. "My father does not know that I married you.

Finn asked to tell him, but I refused. We will divorce soon anyway. I am not sick.

Can you stop making a fool of yourself?"

Zachary stared at her closely.

As if he was about to see through her soul and waited for the mont when she gave herself away.

But in fact, he didn’t find anything.

Her eyes revealed nothing but disgust and exhaustion.

Then he frowned, and sighed slightly.

"I am over anxious."

How could sothing dramatic happen to them?

"You just simply don’t like being controlled. I shouldn’t have made excuses to comfort myself.

"Anyway, it’s fine as long as you are physically healthy.

"You don’t like but there’s still a chance I can get you back."

When he finished, he let go of her, looking dejected.

Yvonne lowered her head and was inconsolable.

Zachary looked at her pale face and thought that he forced her once again.

She hated coercion.

"I’m going to the study. You take so rest." The man said guiltily.

She wouldn’t rest if he stayed here.

Then he gave her a glass of water, closing the door, and went out without a word.

After Zachary left, Yvonne was sorrowful.

They were able to reunite in real life, though.

But this mont she still was overwheld by sadness.

She didn’t even dare to cry for fear that he would co in unexpectedly.

She went in the bathroom, burying her face in the tub.

Yvonne told Ralph that she would take a break after the 52nd concert.

Even though Ralph had written many songs for her during the period of ti, he didn’t disturb her.

However, Yvonne called him.

"Ralph, are you free lately?"

"Yvonne, you shouldn’t call if you wanna enjoy your holiday. Otherwise, I may ask you to co back."

Yvonne laughed lightly.

"Do you want to hear the news?"

"No, unless you get back to work."

"Uh..." said Yvonne, "What if I say that it is about singing?"

...

In this life, Yvonne was Ralph’s contractual singer.

It could be said that without Ralph, she wouldn’t be popular.

Without Yvonne, he wouldn’t beco a well-known producer, either.

They helped each other.

Ever since Ralph worked with Yvonne, he didn’t want to work with other singers any more.

He was a workaholic.

He wanted to keep writing songs every day. When Yvonne stopped working, he was upset.

Hearing that she was about to co back to sing, he instantly was energetic.

"Really? You’re coming back to work, aren’t you? Your husband won’t bla you, will he?"

Yvonne said, "The good news is that I am indeed ready to co back and sing." "Oh yeah!" Ralph jumped up in joy at the news. "Don’t get too happy. There’s bad news."

"Bad news? What is the bad news? You’re coming back to sing. What else could be the bad news?"

Yvonne said, "The bad news is that I’ve decided to quit singing for good. "So I’m back to sing, to sing a farewell song." An hour later, at the music studio.

When Yvonne pushed the door, she felt the terrible atmosphere in the studio.

A few assistants lowered their heads down.

And the depressing aura ca from Ralph, who was sitting there with an upset face and didn’t say anything.

Yvonne shrugged her shoulders and asked one of his assistants beside her. "What’s wrong with Ralph?"

The assistant shook her head, indicating that she was afraid to speak.

Everyone knew that Ralph was an artist and also sowhat crazy.

He was brilliant but his temper was extrely bad. They wouldn’t dare to provoke him.

"Okay, I’ll go talk to him."

Yvonne lifted the bag on her shoulder and entered the recording room.

"Oh, who upsets Mr. Cobb?"

"Get out."

Ralph was now devastated.

"Such a bad temper. I am almost scared to death," Yvonne said. Then she moved a chair to sit down.

"Hey, the new assistants will be scared when they see you like this."

"Get out."

Yvonne glanced at the glass window of the recording studio, and sure enough, assistants were peeking inside.

She smiled to them and then continued to appease Ralph.

"Ralph, there are so many people here looking at us. You help achieve my fa. Please save so face."

Ralph finally replied her.

"You even have the nerve to say that!

"I have written so many songs for you over years! I’ve spent all my life on compositions. Now we almost make it, but you tell that you want to quit! Yvonne, I don’t object your decision that you want to be a carefree wife or an idle rich woman. But can you show respect to my career, my efforts and art?

Yvonne smiled and said, "I am very respectful of that, but this ti, I’m really going to quit."

"Why?" Ralph was puzzled, "Why did you give up in the pri of your career life? Don’t tell that you wanna have a baby!"

Yvonne shook her head, and then smiled brightly.

"I’m sick."