Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew)
Chapter 478

Chapter 478 Yvonne Falls for His Trap Again

"I-I..." Yvonne couldn't bring herself to say the words. So, she pursed her lips gently together, suppressed the sadness in her heart, and said. "Answer my question."

All she wanted now was to replace out why Conrad lied to her, and she needed to hear his reasons from him.

"There's nothing I need to tell you." He lowered his head and started working, taking his eyes away from her. "Get out. I'm going to work now," he said and began to read a document carefully, ignoring Yvonne. She was distressed and annoyed when faced with his indifference. Hence, she took a step forward, snatched the document out of his hands, and tossed it aside. "Tell me, what's wrong with you?!" This time, she raised her voice and yelled hysterically.

Conrad was shocked by her reaction as he stared at her in disbelief and was at a loss for words for a long while.

"Do you have cancer? Did you already have cancer six months ago, so you refused to pick up my calls after Zac caught me to make me lose hope in you? Is that right?"

Her heart was filled with anxiety without an answer from him, and tears rolled down her face uncontrollably from her swollen eyes, looking incredibly pitiful when she was sad and crying.

There was a split second when Conrad was shocked and touched by Yvonne's reaction upon replaceing out that he had 'cancer'. Despite that, his mind started replaying the things that had happened between him and Zac.

That night, he was taken away by Zac precisely because Yvonne had fibbed to Zac, and that was how he ended up being humiliated.

If it weren't because of this woman in front of him, he would have never been violated by Zac.

Taken over by his self-esteem as a man, Conrad felt that he had suffered a great insult, and he directed and amplified all the abuses he had suffered from Zac on Yvonne.

Because of that, the affection and guilt that arose from her reaction disappeared in an instant.

All that was left was hate.

Even so, he had to finish his performance perfectly, and this was the moment an actor could display his skills.

"No!"

Conrad rose to his feet, reached out to pick up the document she had snatched away earlier, and returned to his seat again, continuing his work.

"That's impossible! It's not like that!" Yvonne shook her head repeatedly in disbelief, unable to accept the things he said. "Why? Why did you lie to me? Why?"

She choked as she sobbed, and her cries were so heartbreaking that she couldn't handle all the emotions swirling in her. She slowly crouched down and cried helplessly with her head buried in her hands. Conrad feigned composure as he pretended to be reading the document. When he noticed her crouched figure on the floor, he narrowed his eyes, and a smirk tinged the edges of his lips.

Yvonne Spencer, you brought this upon yourself! he thought. From now on, everything you go through will be your retribution.

After a long moment of silence, he drew a few pieces of tissue and passed them to her. "Stop crying... You're affecting my work."

She was startled by his sudden attention as she glanced at his face, which carried a trace of grief. Although he had said the cruelest things, it was all for her own good, and she couldn't help the tears that rolled down her cheeks due to his considerate nature.

She felt incredibly annoyed as she sprang up and punched his shoulders repeatedly. "You're a meanie! A meanie! Why did you lie to me? Why... Conrad, you're an *sshole..." she cried, sniffling between her words.

She punched him to vent her frustrations, but he didn't resist at all. Slowly, he stood up and let her rain her punches on his chest.

Yvonne was tired from raining brows at him, so she threw herself into his chest and circled her arms around his waist, sobbing, "Conrad, why didn't you tell me about all the things that had happened? Why?" At this point, Conrad thought his performance was close to perfection, and he said solemnly, "That's because it's enough if only one person is suffering."

When Yvonne finally heard an answer from him, she raised her head slowly, staring at him woefully through her swollen and teary eyes. "Why are you... so silly? You're so silly..."

How could such a silly man exist? He had done so many things secretly that she knew nothing about for her sake.

If she hadn't received the call yesterday, she might never replace out the truth her whole life.

"Why do I think that you're more silly than me?" He wrapped an arm around her waist, and used another hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks with tissues. "Yvie, we've already broken up. Don't you know that you shouldn't look back after a breakup? You're still young, and a great future awaits you."

He looked at her with adoration as he said the words which tugged at her heartstrings the most, and even though he was persuading her to break up with him, it charmed her into loving him more as now she would do anything to stay with him.

"No, I don't want that. I-I... only want you." Therefore, she grabbed the hand that was wiping away her tears and placed it on her chest, where her heart was beating against it. "My heart is so small that it can fit only you. All I can think about is to love you, and I... don't want to love anyone else anymore."

As he heard her sincere confession, he was a little touched and held her tightly in his arms. "Yvie, what should I do with you? You're still so young, and I... I'll only hold up your youth."

She leaned against his chest, breathed in his scent, and felt utterly at peace. Even though he had cancer, she was content to have met such a man in her life.

"Conrad, you're... everything I want," she muttered, stood on tiptoes, and held his face with her palms as her lips met his.

This kiss was deep and passionate.

Conrad didn't turn her down; he had to admit that when it came to Yvonne, she was curvaceous and had an incredible figure. In addition, she always practiced yoga, and was the best in bed among the other women he had been with.

While they kissed each other passionately, he led her toward the lounge and pulled the door open before taking her into the small resting area. Then, he placed her gently on the bed. When he was above her, he asked again in a husky voice, "Silly Yvie, are you... really not going to regret this? You should know that... maybe I can't be with you for a long time."

This was simply to tell her that he may not live long, and she could still choose to leave him now.

The tears in her eyes rolled down the corners of her eyes, and she shook her head. Finally, she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissed him, and said, "Conrad, I just want to be with you forever." Where in the world am I going to replace such an amazing man like him? she asked herself.

Silently, she decided in her heart that even if she had to give everything she had in this life, she would treat his cancer and stay with him until the last moment of his life.

"Yvie, you're... so silly."

Conrad leaned down, held her waist, and picked up the remote control next to the bed to close the curtains.

After that, merrymaking broke out in the tiny lounge. At first, it was Yvonne taking the initiative until it became Conrad who was in control.

Although they were utterly engrossed in their merriment, Yvonne was a little worried about Conrad's health, and a few times, she couldn't help but advise him, "Conrad, you're unwell, so you shouldn't overdo it."

However, he was affectionate and loving as he said, "My physical condition is excellent. So, it's not a problem."