Yvetté promptly agreed to Wilsonâs request. But immediately after, she lightly pinched his wound.
Wilson winced. Then, he gazed at Yvette both helplessly and gently.
âDonât you love me, Yvie?â
When Samuel saw what happened through the rearview mirror, he almost couldnât hold in his laughter. He thought Yvette did a good job. After all, Wilson was being too flirtatious.
Only Yvette could control Wilson.
Seeing how woeful Wilson seemed, Yvette smiled. Then, she tugged on his tie, pulling him toward her and forcing him to look down. She planted a light kiss on his lips.
Samuel, who had been gloating in front of Wilson, froze. He immediately raised the partition wall in the car.
Wilson paused for a moment before placing Yvette on his lap, pulling her in for a deep kiss.
âItâs not enoughâ¦â
When Wilson wanted to do more, Yvette pushed him away. She said innocently, âDo you plan to not meet me for months?â
Wilson recalled how Yvette punished him for kissing her until her lips became swollen. He reluctantly let Yvette go. Knowing Yvetteâs personality, she was a woman of her word. Wilson wouldnât want to go months without meeting her.
He would rather die than do that.
âLet go.â
Yvette wanted to remove herself from Wilsonâs lap, but he refused to let go. He whispered in her ear seductively, âLet me just hold you, okay?â
Yvette felt like her heart skipped a beat. Before she could say anything, her phone rang. Seeing that it was a call from Barnabus, Yvetteâs expression became grim immediately.
Barnabas would never call for no reason. Yvette knew something mustâve gone wrong in the chip research.
At that thought, Yvette answered the phone immediately.
As soon as the call connected, Barnabus said anxiously, âYvie, we have a new problem with the research. Can you come over to the research institute now?â
âOkay. Iâll be right over. Donât panic,â Yvette said, in an attempt to console Barnabus.
When she hung up, Samuel had already departed for Jubilife Research Institute.
âCalm down, babyâ¦â
Wilson embraced Yvette and gently consoled her. Yvette hummed, nodding her headâbut her face was still tense. She couldnât afford to let anything go wrong with the chip.
A quick 20 minutes later, the car arrived outside the research institute.
âYou can get back to work now. I donât know when Iâll be done,â Yvette said, then turned around and walked toward the building.
âMr. Quinn, would you like to go back to the office?â Samuel asked.
âItâs fine,â Wilson said, still gazing at Yvetteâs back. âWeâll wait here.â
Since Yvette wasnât sure how long she would be at the research institute, Wilson knew she would be tired later. He decided to wait, giving her a space to rest when she was done.
Samuel could guess Wilsonâs intentions, and he was amazed.
Samuel said, âGot it, Mr. Quinn!â