Chapter 1899
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Lanceâs eyes clearly sank. He was surprised by Yvetteâs reaction.
Lance was dissatisfied. He would be overjoyed if it was before. But there was no joy in his face. He
was devastated.
âAre you still blaming me, Yvette?â
âWhich thing are you referring to?â Yvette asked, lifting her eyelids.
Lance had done a lot of things that made her unhappy invisibly.
The two have never experienced such a chasm in their marriage.
Lance pursed his lips and looked at her, his gaze fixed on the expression on her face: âThis is all about
Whitney.â
âItâs all over, isnât it?â Yvette said indifferently.
Lance furrowed his brow: âYou are free to express your dissatisfaction.â
Yvette said, âI knew this person existed before I got married, she couldnât be a threat to me, Iâm not
unhappy.â
And I, too, have an ex, so you donât have to explain it too many times.â
Lanceâs heart tensed as she mentioned his ex.
Whitneyâs existence was more profound than her predecessorâs.
Iâm afraid Sean wouldnât be able to deal with it calmly if he turned back to her.
As a result, Yvetteâs reaction was unexpected.
There was no argument, no fuss, and no hanging.
What else is he unhappy about?
But there was an audible sigh in his chest.
It will not dissipate.
âIt has something to do with going to Cali.â As I previously stated, you are unsuitable. It is too
dangerous for you to handle.â Lanceâs tone was low, and he had patiently persuaded her.
Yvette sat there, slightly frowning: âWhat makes you think that? You already judged my failure before I
went?â
âWhat if something were to happen to you?â Lanceâs voice was a little tense.
âIâll be careful, and itâs not like I donât have bodyguards and assistants by my side.â Yvette said.
âWhat you believe is overly simplistic. Bodyguards and assistants cannot solve this problem. You have
the ability to do anything crazy.â
Unconsciously, his fists clenched.
Yvette gave a nod: âIâm mentally prepared, and Iâm not going down without a fight.â
Lance, this is my first time taking a job seriously. Not on your or my motherâs shoulders, but on my own.
Letâs be honest.
Lance took a deep breath and his brow furrowed slightly: âYvette, practise your hands here; isnât it bad
to go shopping and spend money when youâre bored?â
Do you enjoy this way of life? Why do you have to put yourself in danger? âWhat are your plans?â
Yvette raised her head and smiled slowly at him.
She sighed and said, âYou donât need to control me like that because Iâm your wife and your
subordinate, not your daughter.â
Of course, I enjoyed those days when I was high on money, but I was always uneasy, so I decided to
stand up and try it myself. Lance remained silent, his gaze fixed on her face.
For quite some time, Nobody took the initiative.
âWhat if I still disagree?â Lance asked, lowering his head.
How can he feel at ease leaving her in such a dangerous situation?
âThen I will resign.â Yvette said.
Lance fixed his dark eyes on her: âAre you sure youâre serious?â
âIâm not kidding; itâs like going back to work at Quimbeyâs family business but my mother will not control
me with her hands and feet, and she will undoubtedly support what I want to do.â
She requires the opportunity to mature on her own.
Lance remained silent and did not speak again. He was nearly helpless in the face of Yvette, unable to
do anything.
Yvette became obstinate, and no one could help herâ¦