The Arrogant Mistress
Yvette and Sean were two extremely selfish people that were together.
They only cared about their emotions and disregarded the network of interests affected.
Nicole paused for a few seconds and sighed.
“Since you’ve decided, I wish you all the best.”
Yvette seemed to have completely stepped out of her obsession with Grant.
Yvette just felt a little resentful that she could not get Grant when she was young, but she felt even more
regretful.
She was willing to hide her true feelings for Grant’s happiness.
Sean, on the other hand, was like a drug that attracted her because he had the same energy levels and
connected to her soul.
Yvette was willing to ruin all that she had for Sean and was willing to break away from everything to be
with him.
After they hung up, Yvette stood on the windward side of the balcony with a very relaxed expression.
She did not have to spend so much effort to hide this anymore.
When she turned around, she saw Sean’s dark face staring at her from behind.
His eyes were dark with complex emotions intertwined in them.
Yvette was stunned and glanced at him dully.
She casually walked over. His scent of having just finished showering was very alluring.
“You’re done with the shower?”
She asked casually.
Before she could take two steps, her arm was fiercely grabbed.
Sean’s knuckles were distinct and a little white from exerting too much force.
His breathing was extremely heavy.
“Who were you on the phone with just now?”
Yvette’s eyes were slightly cold as she looked at him and hooked her lips.
“Nicole.”
Sean’s gaze was fixed on her.
“What were you talking about just now?”
Yvette looked at him silently for a moment. She suddenly curled her lips into a bright smile with a hint of
mockery. “Didn’t you hear it all just now?” The veins on Sean’s forehead bulged. The emotions in his
dark eyes surged violently.“ You’re not planning to marry me? That’s your bottom line? Is that what
you’ve always thought? I’m already divorced, so we can be together openly, and no one will dare to say
a thing. What are you afraid of?”
Sean deliberately lowered his voice to restrain his anger.
Yvette raised an eyebrow and gently pulled her arm back from his hand.
She rubbed the place where she was pinched. Her tone was light and chilly.
“I’m afraid of embarrassing myself.”
If Yvette married Sean, then she would forever be known as the mistress.
No one cared if Yvette meant it or not.
Everyone would look at her differently and poke her in the back.
“Look, she turns out to be a mistress who destroys other people’s families!”
“How can a woman like this still have the guts to come out in the open? Aren’t you afraid of retribution?”
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