Yvette, on the other hand, was calm as usual. She turned around to get a bath towel and handed it to the bathroom.
When Charlie ca out with the bath towel around his body, he was surprised when he saw Lance, but he quickly regained his composure.
"Mr. Wolseley, it’s so late. Why are you here?"
Lance was obviously stunned, and he was even more in disbelief.
"Why don’t you let Mr. Wolseley co in and sit? Why is he standing at the door?" Charlie rubbed Yvette’s hair and said sweetly.
"It’s too late," Yvette said expressionlessly.
The two acted intimately as if Lance did not exist.
Lance pursed his thin lips and his eyes turned red. "Is he your boyfriend?" he asked Yvette.
The hurt look in Lance’s eyes shocked Yvette. She was a little dazed for a mont.
Lance reached out and pulled Yvette over. He was furious and said, "I’m fucking asking you a question. Is it him?"
Charlie also reached out to take away Lance’s arm, but Lance pushed him hard and raised his fist high to smash Charlie.
Yvette pushed Lance away and said coldly, "Lance, if you dare to hurt him, I won’t let this go!"
Lance’s fist stopped in mid-air. He glanced at the two of them and his lips suddenly twitched.
It was so ridiculous.
Just now, he even thought that if Yvette really found a boyfriend, he wouldn’t mind and would slowly take her back.
However, this person was Charlie who had been entangled with Yvette during their marriage.
The man who had done harm to their marriage several tis.
It could be anyone, but not him.
Lance felt that it was dirty and even a little disgusting.
He slowly put down his fist. He did not even want to fight. He just looked at Yvette with disgust and said word by word, "You make feel disgusted."
These words made Yvette’s face pale.
Charlie’s eyes turned cold and he said angrily, "Mr. Wolseley, please be more respectful to my girlfriend."
Lance did not care about Charlie at all. He only smiled sarcastically at Yvette and turned to leave.
Looking at his back as he left, Yvette felt as if her heart was pulled by a hook.
Charlie called her twice before she responded.
He placed his hand on her shoulder and asked her with concern, "Are you alright?"
"I’m fine." Yvette avoided him uneasily.
Charlie withdrew his hand like a gentleman, but there was an indescribable change in the way he looked at her.
Yvette turned around and took out the clothes in the dryer and handed them to Charlie.
"What if he cos back later? What will you do?" Charlie’s eyes deepened.
He ant that he could stay for the night. Anyway, they wouldn’t be in the sa room, so at least there was an opportunity to improve their relationship.
"No, he won’t co back." Yvette shook her head.
The look in his eyes when he left ant that it was really over this ti.
She was also sure that it was true.
She knew it when she chose to let Charlie participate.
After Charlie put on her clothes and saw that Yvette looked a little tired, he did not say anything else. Charlie just left her the book that she needed to translate.
This was a private job he had accepted for her. A foreign client of his liked this novel very much and paid a high price to find a translator. However, because it was not a popular language, there were not many people who could do it.
Fortunately, he rembered when Yvette was in university, she was good at this language.
One ti, this country’s exchange delegation ca over, and she was personally appointed by the school as a translator.
However, what he didn’t know was that Yvette had studied this language only because of the high returns.
At that ti, her grandmother was not in good health. In addition to earning her own living expenses, she also needed to earn dical fees. That was why she was dedicated to studying this language.
Yvette was very grateful to Charlie. At this ti, she was preparing to study abroad and needed a lot of money.
She said softly, "Charlie, I’m really sorry today. You helped so much. I shouldn’t have used you."
Originally, Charlie didn’t want to say anything today, but when he heard her say this, he suddenly had an impulse.
"Yvette, why don’t you be my girlfriend?"
This was unexpected. Yvette looked at him in shock.
"My real girlfriend." Charlie curled his lips.
Yvette was surprised. "Don’t you have soone you like?"
"It’s impossible between and her. She’s very happy now and I want to be happy too. I think we can have a try."
When Charlie wanted to hide sothing, he was really good at it.
A good-looking person could easily gain a good impression, and his eyes were clean and pure, without any impurities.
Yvette was a little confused by the sudden confession.
However, it did not look like Charlie liked her very much, so she didn’t take it too seriously.
Yvette thought for a mont and said, "I’m sorry, Charlie. I haven’t had any thoughts of this kind of thing recently. You are so considerate and worthy of a better girl."
"Yvette, don’t belittle yourself. In my eyes, you are very outstanding."
Charlie said it openly and sincerely as if he really admired her.
Without waiting for Yvette to respond, he smiled and said, "In the future, when you walk to a wider stage, there will definitely be many people pursuing you. So don’t be in a hurry to refuse . Give a chance. You can decide after a period of inspection."
Yvette’s face was a little hot. She had never faced a man’s passionate confession.
This was the strange feeling she had never experienced when she was with Lance. She and Lance were not in the sa dinsion.
In the past, Lance was like a deity, high and mighty.
Even if he never looked down on her, Yvette would still feel that she was being suppressed and that she was not worthy of him.
In fact, when she was in school, it was not that no one pursued her, but at that ti, she focused on her studies. She always said that she had a boyfriend from a different place and rejected many people.
Later on, when they got married, her social world beca even smaller, and she almost could not see n. She had no thoughts about other n at that ti.
Charlie didn’t force Yvette, though he expressed that he liked her. She was the one to decide, so Yvette did not know how to say no at this ti.
Charlie did not give her the chance to speak. He knew what he should do and left gracefully.
The gentle kindness on Charlie’s face disappeared in an instant after he got in the car.
He found that every ti he approached Yvette, his brain would ache bit by bit, making him very uncomfortable.
Moreover, this discomfort was increasing recently, stimulating his nerves and disrupting his calm state.
He had always been good at hiding his thoughts. Even if he liked sothing and wanted to get it, he would never show it directly.
He would first make a ticulous plan to make it co into his hands.
He liked to enjoy everything that was under his control.
But this ti, he didn’t feel the slightest bit of joy, only an uncontrollable impulse.
Anxiously, fanatically, he had the urge to have this thing imdiately belong to him.
Charlie turned back to look at the window, the corner of his mouth revealing a smile. But the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, only coldness and malice inside.
...
Yvette was not affected by Lance’s final words of hatred and humiliation for too long.
That night, she began to turn on the lights and work at night to translate the book.
This thick book could make her 50 thousand dollars after she translated it.
It could also solve her current problem.
She understood sothing after the divorce. Only by constantly climbing up would she have the ability to choose and protect herself when she was in a difficult situation.
She would not lie flat like a fish and be trampled on.
At the thought of this, her desire to study beca even stronger.
Only when she was strong could she truly protect herself.
In the bar.
Lance drank quietly. Jamie and Marvin were there.
Marvin coughed at the side. He looked at the angry man and asked, "What’s wrong again?"
Lance ignored him. Marvin chuckled, "Let guess. Is Kali annoying you again?"
Everyone knew that recently, Kali had been pursuing Lance.
The main reason was that Kali was too high-profile. Every day, she confessed to Lance on her social dia. She was really brave.
The circle of rich people was small, and the news quickly spread.
Lance was expressionless.
Marvin guessed again, "Is that related to Yvette?"
"Her?"
Lance had an expression on his face as he scoffed, "She has nothing to do with anymore."
His words were filled with coldness and determination, and this was the first ti Marvin had seen him describe Yvette this way.
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