Yvette considered it the most beautiful voice in the world. She grabbed the file from Lance and slamd it on the table.
"Yes!"
Instantly, Lance who was tall and straight froze.
Very quickly, the divorce file with a seal was handed to them.
After Yvette took it, she put it carefully in her purse.
Lance did not take it, and his face got even paler.
He hated it.
Yvette took it and directly stuffed it into his arms, coldly saying, "Don’t delay others from getting off work."
The file was close to his chest, making his heart wrenched with pain.
When he stood still, Yvette had already left.
Lance regained his senses and imdiately chased after her. When he saw Yvette stop a taxi, he grabbed her who was about to get in the car.
Yvette wanted to shake him off, but he was holding her powerless right hand.
"Let go!" Yvette looked at him indifferently.
Lance was hurt by her alienation, but he still didn’t let her go. He said, "I’ll go back with you."
"No!" Yvette refused coldly.
The taxi driver saw that they were arguing, he let other passengers get on and drove away.
Yvette beca angrier, but she could not shake off his hand.
She did not struggle with full strength, which raised Lance’s hopes. But he still acted tough. "You want to lift you, or you co with ?"
Yvette was so angry that she could not speak. In this one minute of silence, she was gently carried by Lance into the car, and he even fastened her seat belt.
But Yvette instantly unfastened her seat belt and tried to push the car door.
With a click, the door was locked.
She turned around and looked at him coldly. "Lance, open the door."
"Let drive you ho."
"Open it!"
Yvette took out her mobile phone and pressed three numbers directly.
"Yvette!"
Lance reached up to grab her hand. He did not expect her to call the police directly.
His handso face was pale, and his voice was bitter. "I have sothing to say. I will let you go after I finish it."
Yvette did not speak and looked at him coldly.
Lance said in a hoarse voice. "Yvette, I went to save her that day, so I could return the favor for the last ti and then have no relation to her. I really did not know that you would suffer this. If I had known, I would not have saved her."
Yvette did not give any reaction. No anger. No sentint. Nothing.
"Are you done? Can I get out of the car?"
Instantly, Lance felt an intense pain in his heart.
"Yvette, do you hate so much that you don’t want to see ?"
"Lance, when I see you, l will think of how you left in the parking lot to save other won, how I begged you, and the baby I lost."
Yvette tried her best to hold down her emotions and speak calmly.
She did not want to have any emotion about him, no matter if it was love or hate.
Her calm narration made Lance’s lips turn pale.
There seed to be a sharp knife in his chest, which made him almost breathless.
He let her go. At least at this mont, he could not face her.
Before getting off the car, Yvette looked at his pale face and said with a smile, "Take care. We’re not supposed to see each other anymore."
Her smile was sincere. It was a smile of relief.
She wanted to never see him again.
Unfortunately, this was a little difficult.
Lance’s agreent to divorce was based on the premise that they were not going to tell Jaiden about it.
If Jaiden missed her, she would still go to see him as usual. It was inevitable that she would co across him, but she would try her best to visit Jaiden when he was not around.
However, Lance could not smile at all. Her smile was torture to him.
As he looked at her going away without hesitation, Lance’s throat was filled with a sll of blood. Finally, his mind went blank, and he hit his head on the car.
The second before he lost consciousness, he seed to see Yvette turn back.
He was a little relieved, thinking, finally, you’re willing to look back at .
Unfortunately, Yvette did not look back. This was just his illusion.
When Lance woke up, he was lying in the hospital. It was Frankie who sent him here.
The fact that he hadn’t slept for days, coupled with his anger, caused him to be less healthy. That was why he vomited blood and fainted.
After Lance woke up, he asked, "Has she been here?"
Frankie certainly knew whom he was asking about. Looking at Lance’s sickly face, he found it hard to speak.
"No."
"Did you tell her?" Lance asked, unwilling to give up.
"I’ve called her," Frankie answered honestly.
"What did she say?"
Frankie recalled Yvette’s tone. "Frankie, isn’t he in the hospital? I’m not a doctor. It’s better to call Professor Icahn rather than . Also, we are divorced. You don’t have to inform about Mr. Wolseley."
Frankie who didn’t dare to hide anything told Lance every word Yvette had said.
After a long ti, Lance said coldly, "Get out!"
Frankie closed the door and heard several bangs from the ward. It was so loud, and perhaps everything was almost smashed.
He sighed, refusing to get married for the rest of his life.
...
Yvette returned to her residence in Spring Bay and did not go out for a whole week.
She had not rested well in the hospital. Perhaps it was because she was divorced and returned to her own territory, she only had one al a day and was constantly sleeping for three days.
In the next three days, she began to deal with the things she had to do. First, she apologized to Shermie, saying that she could not work in her studio.
Shermie felt sad and wanted to keep her. Although Yvette would like to, she was incapable of working there.
Whether her hand could get well or not was still unknown. The design of the drawing required a lot of hands work. It also required a lot of ti and energy. She could not do it with her right hand.
After Shermie heard that Yvette’s hand was injured, she was considerate of Yvette, saying Yvette would co to work at any ti.
Yvette did not want to be idle. She began to search for a suitable job on the Internet.
She noticed two jobs, one of which was as a translator in a translation company and the other was a position in a large education institution.
They both were jobs that she was currently capable of.
After Ellen knew that she had divorced, Ellen called her.
Ellen had been rejected by the bodyguards arranged by Lance who had not allowed her to see Yvette.
When she asked the doctor she was familiar with, she found out that Yvette had been discharged from the hospital and quickly contacted Yvette.
Yvette said that she wanted to rest for a few days. A week later, Ellen ca to her and insisted on bringing her out to celebrate.
Of course, the place for the celebration was the bar.
Ellen drank spirits. Yvette had already recovered from the miscarriage, and she drank so fruit wine.
After several rounds of drinking, Ellen began to cry while hugging Yvette, saying, "Yvette, why are you so stubborn? How could you want to jump off a building? He is a jerk!"
When Ellen heard the doctor say this, she was stunned.
Yvette didn’t want Ellen to worry. She truthfully said, "I don’t really want to jump, but that is the fastest way to divorce. I thought if Lance didn’t compromise, I would have to find another way. I didn’t expect that he compromised."
"Really?" Ellen opened her eyes wide and complained, "Do you know that when I heard the doctor say you were going to commit suicide, I was so scared?"
Yvette said calmly, "I won’t. He is not worth it."
Hearing this, Ellen was much happier. Ellen hugged her and kissed her, saying, "You have always been very strong. I know you won’t be beaten down by that man."
"Of course not. I promised my grandmother that I would live a good life. I will keep my word. I won’t punish myself for the mistakes that others made. So don’t worry. Even if he dies, I will not die."
At this ti, a burst of laughter ca from behind them.
"Won are good at lying."
When Ellen heard this voice, her face turned pale. She turned around and saw that it was indeed Jamie, and Lance was standing next to him.
Jamie curled his lips and sneered, "Lance, see? This is the person you cared about when you lay on the bed. She wants you to die."
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