As long as he could have a taste of her, it would be fine, even if she were married. He placed an arm
around her shoulders and said naturally, “Don’t fool me, it would only make me sad. If you were really
married, why even come to…” Before he could complete his sentence, he felt a strong force grip his
wrist and the next moment, a searing pain shot through his heart. “Owww!” The man lifted his head and
looked into a pair of cool, deep eyes.
If looks could kill, he would have been shredded to pieces.
His face contorted with pain, the man yelled, “Who are you? Let me go!”
His voice trembled with pain.
Yvonne snapped back to attention and looked up to see Lucas who had somehow appeared before
her. “Hubby, what are you doing here?” she exclaimed in shock. “…hubby?”
The man heard how he addressed the other man before him and looked back at her aghast,” You’re
really married?” Yvonne rubbed her nose. “Didn’t I show you my wedding ring just now?” she repeated
guiltily.
Seeing Lucas glaring coldly at the man before him, she immediately leaned over. “Hubby, forget it. He
didn’t do anything to me…” “Didn’t do anything to you? Where did he place his hand just now?” “Come
on, it was just a slight touch, nothing to shout about in a place like…”
“Which is why I never let you come to such a place!” Lucas cut her off coldly, his words piercing her like
shards of ice.
Yvonne inhaled sharply. The last thing she wanted was to create a scene. Thus, she softened her
stance and said, “I know, I won’t let this happen again. Please let him go, alright?” The man’s face had
turned red with pain.
Lucas increased the intensity of his grip before finally letting him go after seeing beads of sweat
appearing on the man’s forehead due to the pain.
“Scram,” he opened his mouth and said.
When the man disappeared out of sight, Lucas turned to look at Yvonne.
He had a fearsome look on his face as he remained silent. Yvonne knew that it spelled impending
doom, but she moved her legs and walked towards him. Tugging his sleeves, she said, “I’m sorry,
hubby…”. Lucas flung her hand away. “Don’t call me that.”! He was so angry that he did not even want
to look at Yvonne. Yvonne couldn’t care less and immediately blocked his path, eager to explain her
side of the
story. “I only came here because I wanted to bring Ella out for a good time. I’m really sorry…”
Lucas then turned his attention at the stage. Yvonne followed her gaze and saw Weston standing on
the other side of the piano. Her face changed. “What is he doing here?”
As she quickly turned to look at Stella who was still at the piano, a sense of foreboding doom rose in
her stomach.
The tune finally came to an end. Stella still found herself completely immersed in the harmony. Little did
she realize that there was a man standing next to her, staring right down on her shoulders. She herself
did not realize how stunning she looked when she was playing the piano. Suddenly, a loud bout of
applause broke her reverie.
Stella instinctively turned towards the noise and saw Weston standing nearby, looking straight at her.
She stood up immediately, her face going as white as a sheet. “What’s the matter?” The man next to
her noticed her sudden movement and appeared confused.
Stella shook her head. “Pardon me.”
She added, “I have something else to attend to. I’ll be off.”
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