Under the light.
Yvette was cold all over as she listened to the words and the sounds coming from inside. She wanted to run and escape.
However, she could not even take a step.
After an unknown amount of time, the door was opened from the inside.
Lance came out and gently touched the corner of his mouth.
When he saw her standing in the corner, not moving like a good girl, he instantly closed the door again.
Lance walked over. His eyes were calm and composed again.
“Why are you standing here? Aren’t you cold? Come on, let’s go home.”
It seemed like a natural thing for him to take her hand.
She did not refuse either.
His hand was warm and wide, the only source of heat for her. She couldn’t bear to let go.
The coldness that Sean had brought her just now seemed to melt away.
Look, it was fair. Her salvation came.
A new house meant that they would be together forever.
Whether it was the past or the future, it would be cut open. There would not be any secrets.
The house was warm.
Yvette tossed her bag to the side before sitting on the couch, a little upset.
She did not know how to open her mouth to explain.
Lance was helpless. He bent down to pick up her bag from the floor and put it on the cabinet to the side before speaking in a warm voice.
“Even if you’re unhappy, don’t take it out on luxury goods. Didn’t you always feel that luxury goods make you happy?”
Yvette raised her brows. She had never told him that before. How did he know?
Lance smiled. “Everyone who knows you knows that Ms. Quimbey is the best at making herself happy.”
Yvette pursed her lips. The curved corners of her mouth suddenly loosened.
“I didn’t think that he would suddenly go in. Otherwise, I wouldn’t want to see him. I’m not the kind to drag my feet when it comes to my exes.”
Lance paused. “Mm, I know.”
He touched her head. “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have brought you there for dinner. You wouldn’ t have been unhappy otherwise.”
Yvette’s heart suddenly softened for a moment.
She looked up. Her eyes were still a little moist. She looked at his features right in front of her. He was calm, cool, and very handsome.
“Lance, when we got married, I promised to take responsibility for you. I’m not just playing around.”
Lance paused. His gaze darkened, and his voice was hoarse.
“Mm, I know.”
He walked over, cupped her face, and lowered his head to kiss her.
“Yvette, don’t be upset because of other people’s words. I don’t believe in others. I only believe in you…”
Then, he did not wait for Yvette’s reaction and simply carried her into the bedroom.
Half a month later.
Nicole looked at the invitation on the table and was a bit distracted.
Logan stood to the side. “President, do you need me to contact Europe in advance to prepare the gift?”
Nicole pursed her lips and nodded.
“Yvette’s wedding is a happy event. Buy all the things she likes and send them over.”
Logan really envied Yvette for being Nicole’s friend!
“There’s one more thing. The news about Mr. Eric Ferguson’s engagement…”
Nicole raised her head. “What are you hesitating about?”
Logan took a deep breath.
“Mr. Ferguson is engaged, but… He didn’t invite you. However, all the other companies and influential families already know about it. Should we pretend that we don’t know, or…?”
Nicole hesitated for a few moments. She heard of Eric’s engagement from Ian.
Last night, Ian let his mouth slip when they all went out for a drink.
Eric and Angie were getting engaged in a week. It was fast and perfunctory.
Those with a discerning eye would have been able to tell that it was just a show but did not dare to act as if it was perfunctory.
Everyone celebrated the news of Eric’s engagement and congratulated him.
Stanton Corporation was involved in many of their interests. If they had a clear relationship, Eric should have sent them an invitation.
However, he did not.