The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 1882 I Don’t Love Her

Yvette overheard their conversation to this point and did not want to hear any more

She did not know what was the point of eavesdropping.

Up to now, how could Lance still decide to hide it from her?

The entire company already knew about this matter, but she was the only one kept: n the dark.

If Yvette had not known about it in advance, would she have acted like a fool and gone to make friends with her new colleague?

Yvette stood there. For the first time, she felt that she was so pathetic.

Lance knew everything about her, but he did not want to share his secrets with her.

After one short year of marriage, Yvette thought that the two of them were compatible enough to grow old together.

But now, it seemed like it was a little too far -fetched for their relationship to last so long.

That stairway door separated both their worlds.

Yvette did not understand this side of Lance at all.

Whitney questioned Lance like she was his legitimate girlfriend.

"Misunderstand? You're afraid that she'll misunderstand? What about me? I didn't spend a single penny of the money your mother gave me. Will you come back to me if I return the money to her?" Lance remained silent.

Whitney cried even harder.

"I really wish that we can go back to the old days. I just want to improve myself so that I'll be worthy enough to stand by your side. But how can you not give me some time?"

After a long time, Lance said softly and feebly, "I'm sorry."

Lance just wanted to apologize to Whitney.

However, outside the door, Yvette took this apology as his regret for their marriage.

Yvette thought, 'Right... He regretted it. Why else would he apologize if he didn't regret it? Our marriage is legitimate, so why should he feel guilty about it?'

For the first time, Yvette felt very powerless.

She clenched and unclenched her fists.

Yvette finally accepted the fact that she was not the only woman in his heart.

She turned around and headed out the door, looking like she just lost her soul.

Yvette initially wanted to slap this cheating couple and teach them a lesson, but when it really came down to it, she could not bring herself to do such a thing. Nothing good came out of every relationship that she was serious about.

The first time, Yvette was tricked into going all out and ended up hurting another woman unknowingly.

This time, it seemed to be the same.

No. This time, someone else came to hurt her.

Perhaps, this was retribution!

There was a trash can next to Yvette.

The coffee in her hand had long turned cold, and Yvette was disgusted by the sweet smell.

Yvette lifted her hand and threw the two cups of coffee on top of the trash can so that they could be conveniently taken away by the janitor.

She walked out with a pale face and did not go back to the office to wait for Lance.

Instead, she walked in the direction of the elevator.

The assistant saw this and froze for a moment.

"Ms. Quimbey, you're not waiting for Mr. Sheldon?"

Yvette did not say anything and left with downcast eyes.

She looked so listless.

The usually bright and flamboyant Ms. Quimbey looked like a dog in mourning.

At the entrance of the stairway.

Whitney thought that she could move Lance with what she said.

Based on what she knew of Lance, although Lance was tough on business matters, he was very tolerant of his woman.

It was impossible for him not to be softhearted.

As long as Lance agreed for her to stay by his side, then it was only a matter of time before she could have him all to herself.

It's only a marriage alliance. I know that you don't love her, so why don't you give yourself a chance? Lance, I won't mind as long as I can stay by your side. I don't need a status!"

Lance's eyes darkened, and his face was cold and harsh as he looked up at her.

He was shocked at her suggestion.

"Whitney, I'm sorry for what my mother did to you, but it doesn't mean that I regretted my marriage. My wife is a very simple person, and I hope that you won't disturb her life. Also, don't even think about staying by my side."

Lance turned around to leave. He felt a coldness from his hand that was on the door handle.

He suddenly turned his head slightly and said after a pause, "Also, who said that I don't love her?"