Chapter 3 Yvettes Home
Now that I was proposing divorce, I was undoubtedly testing her limits.
*I’ve never thought of you that way. I’m serious. I’ve met the guy you like. That doctor is handsome and has a great presence, Sure, his family background isn’t as good as ours, but if twillingly step aside, you won’t have to worry about dealing with your family. You‘ be free to pursue him openly”
Randall would soon be leaving the country. Once he was gone, Yvette would realize how deeply she loved film and how it was impossible for her to let him go. She wouldn’t stop chasing him and miss out on this chance.
And 1, the tragic second male lead straight out of a cliché drama, couldn’t repeat my past mistakes. I wouldn’t cling onto her or sabotage things just to force her to notice me. This time, I would bow out before the drama even began
That was the only way I could avoid the heartbreak and humiliation of my last life.
Vette’s expression turned stormy, and she looked panicked “You’ve met him? That explains why you’ve been acting so differently lately. And you’ve even looked into his family background? What, are you planning to use him to threaten me
She stepped closer, every step purposeful and suffocating. My heart pounded as 1 instinctively backed away until my back hit the wall and there was nowhere for me to go
She thought I was trying to use her prince charming against her? That I had gotten a hold of her weakness?
The thought alone made me shudder, and I denied it quickly. “We’ve been married for a year. When have I ever threatened you? I just want a divorce.
“You’re out all the time and never home. I feel more like a bachelor than a husband. Sure, I like you, but do you expect me to stay a virgin until I’m old and gray?
“You can’t get the man you want, and you won’t touch the one you don’t want. Doesn’t that exhaust you? Because it sure as hell wears me out
Yvette tilled her head up, her eyes locked on mine. She stood on her tors, and her red lips brushed against mycollar. If I lowered my head even a fraction, our lips would have
touched
In my past life, I would have been over the moon and unable to contain my excitement. Unfortunately, all I felt now was an overwhelming pressure bearing down on me Her red lips parted, and she said mockingly. “A bachelor, huh? Seems like you’re saying you’re lonely because I won’t touch you.”
1 froze and felt the heat rush to my face. Thissed through gritted teeth, “That’s not what I meand”
In my past life, she couldn’t wait to divorce me. She practically chased me down to get it done. Even when I was on my d
the one asking for a divorce, she should have been thrilled and ready to agree in a heartbeat
But instead, she was dodging the topic, bringing up random stuff, and overthinking everything!
on my deathbed, she wouldn’t answer my calls. Now, when I was
Wette raised a manicured finger and scratched under my chin lightly. She looked at my face and leaned in closer, and my body stiffened instinctively.
The comer of her lips quirked up
“It doesn’t matter what you meant, Owen You may have started this marriage, but it won’t end just because you say so. If you’re really feeling lonely, you’re welcome to find someone else. As long as it doesn’t damage my reputation, do whatever you want.”
