Chapter 33 Can I Pursue You After Your Divorce?
But Larice only said indifferently, âThereâs nothing to be annoyed about. If you canât bear the pain, call me.â
He did not mention his marriage at all.
Then, he looked at his watch and said, âI have something to do. Yazmin, you should rest early.â
In the room, only Lena and Yazmin were left.
âLena, did you hear that? What did he just say?â Yazmin asked in despair.
Yvette didnât like it?
What Lance meant was that he would not let Yazmin go to look for Yvette!
Was Yvette so important in his heart?
More important than Yazmin?
Yazminâs breath became more rapid, and her weak expression became distorted.
Lena quickly put her arm around Yazminâs shoulder and comforted her, âMs. Myers, donât be sad. Since Mr.
Wolseley didnât say it out loud, it means that he has shown mercy. You must keep calm.â
âHow should I keep calm?â Yazminâs face was pale and her voice was trembling. âThat bitch is pregnant.â
Lenaâs eyes revealed a fierce light. âAre you sure about it?â
âI am sure that she is pregnant.â Yazmin cried. âLena, what should I do?â
A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Lenaâs eyes. âJust let her baby disappear.â
âBut Iâm afraid that Lance will find out. He doesnât trust me as much as before.â
âMs. Myers, the worst way is to do it yourself. You have to learn how to make others do things for you while staying away from it,â Lena said meaningfully.
Then, Lenaâs eyes fell on Yazminâs neck. When Yazmin moved, she revealed a small red mark, which was very charming.
Lena instructed, âMs. Myers, donât see Mr. Wolseley for the next few days.â
Yazmin panicked. âWhy?â
âMen love clean women. If he sees your neck, do you think he will marry you?â Lena pointed out.
When Lena said this, Yazmin angrily threw the things on the table all over the ground again.
Her face was delicate and beautiful, and her figure was also hot as hell. Yazmin had all the capital to be Mrs.
Wolseley.
But why did Lance not want her?
It caused Yazmin to torture herself for being a little more serious.
Thinking of Lenaâs reminder, she picked up her phone and dialed, âEmilie? Sorry, Iâve been a little busy recently. Can you show me the investment case you mentioned to me last time?â
After that unhappy day, Yvette did not see Lance for a week.
During the week, Tanya had come to see her, but Yvette lied when Tanya asked about Lance. After all, Tanya and Lance were mother and son. Yvette did not want to create a rift between them because of her.
Today was the day Yvette was going to take out stitches, Tanya called early in the morning and said that she would take Yvette to the hospital.
Soon, Mary came to call her downstairs.
As soon as Yvette arrived, she saw Lance waiting at the door.
He was wearing a dark suit with a very indifferent expression on his face as he made a phone call.
Under the sunlight, his jeweled cufflinks emitted a faint blue light, making him look like an elegant and noble gentleman. He was eye-catching.
This was Lance, calm and noble.
As long as one did not provoke him, he would not tear off his mask.
Yvette lowered her eyes and became cautious.
Lance saw her come down and hung up. âMom has something to do, so Iâm here.â
âNo need to trouble you. I can do it alone.â Yvette didnât want to be with him.
âI want to complete the task,â Lance said ihdifferently and turned to leave.
Of course, it was Tanya who handed him the task.
Yvette followed behind and got into the car. Both of them sat in the back row and did not speak all the way.
There seemed to be a wall between them.
However, the faintly discernible fragrance was unavoidable.
Yvette felt that it was so good to smell.
She probably wouldnât have many opportunities to smell it, so she no longer restrained herself and closed her eyes.
They soon arrived at the hospital.
When they entered the door, Lance walked in front and his phone vibrated.
He took it out. Yvette looked up and saw the word âYazminâ. Her heart ached for a few seconds. She immediately looked away and walked past him.
After all, Lance had never hung up on Yazmin, and it took a long time to answer it.
But the next second, the bell stopped. Lance walked over quickly and reached out to rub Yvetteâs hair.
As usual, he said, âWhy are you so fast?â
Yvette froze for a moment, so much so that she ignored Lanceâs gentle touch on her head.
Did he just hang up Yazmin?
How was that possible?
That was Yazmin calling!
The girl that Lance treasured so much.
Unless she was wrong. That might not be Yazminâs phone number.
But soon, Lanceâs phone vibrated again.
This time, Yvette saw it clearly. It was exactly from Yazmin.
The next second, the manâs slender fingers clicked no without hesitation, and he even muted it.
How was this possible?
Yvette was stunned in place until Lance pinched her face in amusement.
âWhy are you in a daze?â
Only then did Yvette come back to her senses. She unnaturally looked away, not saying a word.
Perhaps it was because Lance and Yazmin had a quarrel. Yvette should not think too much about it.
The man looked at his fingertips and his eyes deepened.
Entering the room, Yvette saw the words âspecial VIP wardâ written on the desk. She thought that she had gone wrong.
She remembered that a nurse could do such a small thing as taking out stitches.
Just as Yvette was about to get up, she heard a familiar and frivolous voice. âYvette, sit down.â
Yvette looked up. The manâs white coat seemed to be casually put on. He had a pair of peach blossom eyes. When he looked at people, his eyes were always sparkling and his skin was beautiful. However, he looked particularly unreliable and not steady.
Seeing that she was still standing, Marvin smiled intimately. âSit down.â
âThereâs no need for that. I just need a nurse for this small matter.â
Marvin laughed and clicked his tongue. âYou still donât believe me. Although I havenât been seeing patients for a long time, itâs not a problem for me to take out stitches.â
Yvette knew that this was Marvin being humble. He was the youngest medical doctor in New York, but he suddenly quit when he was at the top and no longer operated.
No one knew the reason.
Marvin was the childhood friend of Lance, and although she also knew him, she did not have much contact with him.
Yvette did not want to trouble him.
At this time, Lance approached. Lance directly pressed her shoulder and said in a lazy voice, âSit down.â
Yvette thought that Lance must have felt that she was wasting time here, so she no longer refused and sat down properly.
âPut your hand on it,â Marvin said with a smile.
Yvette was calm on the surface, but she could not help but be afraid in her heart.
She was very afraid of needles.
Today was not like that day when Yvette could lean her head in Tanyaâs arms and be a quail.
Yvette trembled and put her hand on it. Before Marvin touched it, she shrank.
Marvin smiled. âYvette, you donât believe me so much.â
Yvette didnât want to waste their time, so she held back her fear and put her hand on the desk.
Just as Marvinâs fingertips were about to touch it, he was stopped by Lance. Lance said coldly, âWhere are your gloves?â
What was wrong with touching without gloves?
Marvin leisurely said, âI disinfected my hands!â
âPut them on!â The man was resolute and decisive, without the slightest leeway.
Marvin frowned and obediently put on his gloves.
Lance was afraid that Yvette would leave a scar, so he called Marvin over.
Now, Lance didnât allow Marvin to touch her hands!
Based on this overbearing possessiveness, it didnât look like Lance wanted a divorce.
Marvinâs mind moved, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes smiled as he looked at Yvette. âYvette, when you become single, can I pursue you?â
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