Stella and Yvonne were pulled out of their seats by their collars by their respective men.
Both of them didnât look very happy.
Their faces were dark, and the look in their eyes was complicated; they didnât even bother greeting each other before grabbing their women and stuffing them in their respective cars.
Stella and Yvonne didnât dare to make a sound and obediently sat in the cars.
Dr. Quirk settled Yvonne down and looked at Weston. âMr. Ford, itâs been a while.â
One drove a silver Bugatti, while the other a black Mercedes Benz-both flashy and outstanding vehicles in their own right.
The sight of both men standing outside their luxury cars attracted the attention of many women.
Both, however, seemed to be used to being the center of attention and didnât seem to care for the adulation they were receiving.
Weston nodded. âDr. Quirk.â
Lucas was Henryâs lead doctor. Considered acquaintances, they would often gather with friends at Fern City as well.
Due to Stellaâs past identity, Lucas always harbored a bias against her, not particularly fond of having Yvonne get too close to a kept woman.
But now that the truth had come to light, he realized Stellaâs pitiful plight.
It naturally dispelled his previous bias against her.
He glanced into the car at Yvonne, who was wearing a piteous look on her face, before turning back to face Weston. âIâll bring her back home first. Letâs meet another time.â
Weston nodded and turned to Stella. âCoincidentally, I have something to discuss with my lady too.â
Stella and Yvonne exchanged glances as they silently wished each other luck.
Yvonne made a feeble attempt to struggle out of the car, but Lucas pushed her head back into the car.
âSit properly.â
He had brought his driver along this time.
Thus, the spacious rear passenger sears made it the suitable place for him to deal with her appropriately.
âWhat did you promise me previously?â
Lucas demanded the moment he sat down.
Yvonne confessed guiltily, âI promised you that I wouldnât come to such a place, but...â
â...I didnât do anything,â she immediately explained. âI merely agreed to meet Stella!â
Lucas rubbed in between his brows as he felt his head throb.â You couldâve gone to a café or a private restaurant. Why must you come to such a place?â
âI like crowds...â
âI think you like to play around.â
âDo you lack confidence?â
Yvonne grabbed his arm and cooed coquettishly, âDr. Quirk, donât think so much. I only like to join in the fun at such places. I wouldnât do anything to betray you...â
Lucas burst out into frustrated laughter as he poked her forehead. âDo you really think I stop you from coming to these places because I fear youâll betray me?â
âWhat else could it be, then?â
Yvonne was confused.
âWould you fancy any other man?â
His comment tickled Yvonne. âWhy does it feel like youâre praising yourself? So confident that youâve got me in the palm of your hand?â
âI know you too well.â
Lucas pinched her cheeks. âIâll let you go this time around. However, if I were to find you sneaking into such places again, youâd get it from me good.â
âHow do you intend to do that?â
Yvonne turned to look at him and put his fingers in her mouth.
Her eyes glistened with clear mischievousness on her face.
Lucasâ eyes darkened. âDo you know the consequence of acting like this?â
âI donât know. Dr. Quirk, can you tell me?â
Yvonne acted innocent and ignorant as her tongue circled around his fingers.
Her actions were clearly designed to seduce, but her eyes remained innocentâlooking.
Lucas gulped past his constricted throat as his eyes lit up.
Aware that they were still in a car, he grasped on his remaining threads of sanity as he pushed her away.
âCut it out.â
âIâm not even doing anything.â
Yvonne continued pestering him, but it seemed that seducing Dr. Quirk was no walk in the park.
She looked up at him through glistening eyes, clearly trying to change the subject so that he wouldnât pursue matters with her. Her tricks were nothing new to Lucas.