Chapter 4 I Will Help You Bathe
Lance stopped in his tracks. His gaze fell on the slender fingers that were holding his
shirt, and his gaze deepened.
“Why?”
Yvette lowered her eyes and lied, “I’m … scared.”
Making up such a lame excuse, Yvette did not even dare to look up, not knowing if Lance
would believe it.
Yvette added in a low voice, “I just took some medicine. I’ll be fine after a nap.”
Lance lowered his eyes. From his angle, he could see that Yvette’s face was hidden in his
arms.
Yvette’s face was small and her eye shape was very beautiful. Her curly eyelashes cast a
shade under her eyes. Yvette had a fever, so her fair skin was pink and she looked particularly delicate.
Lance’s heart somehow softened.
He turned around and skillfully opened the door, sending Yvette to the bed in the
bedroom.
Yvette’s heart finally relaxed. Just now, because she was so nervous, she was covered in sweat. She felt her body was so sticky that even her hair was wet. Now, she just wanted
to take a shower and sleep.
“I’m fine now.” Yvette meant that she wished Lance to leave.
After all, Lance was used to sleeping in a big villa and had never reduced himself to her
small apartment.
“Alright.”
Lance responded, but he did not leave. Instead, he raised his hand and pulled off his tie,
then he unbuttoned his shirt…
Yvette was completely dumbfounded. She almost couldn’t breathe. Her eyes widened. “Why are you taking off your clothes?”
H
Yvette had had a fever, yet Lance still wanted to vent his desire. Was he a human?
Lance lifted his eyelids and stared at her with his dark eyes.
Yvette’s heart kept pounding.
She couldn’t stand being looked at so closely by Lance.
Lance’s gaze was different from that of others, and when he looked at her, it was filled
with desire.
It was as if she was naked right now.
Yvette bit her lips and said, “I’m not feeling well.”
The implication was that she couldn’t serve him in bed now.
Moreover, they were about to divorce, so they could not have sex.
Lance did not speak. He looked gloomy, and his eyes seemed to be burning.
side of the bed, and whispered into her ear,
The way
Yvette “Yve” was so flirtatious and
face, Lance turned around
bathroom.
Lance’s fault for doing all these things
at Yvette, saying that the water was
so gentle that
time, she couldn’t stand the sticky body and immediately wanted to soak in
Because it was too abrupt, she felt dizzy
couldn’t stand it.
held her waist in time and
pound wildly. She was so nervous that she
sitting down, he reached out to help her
familiar with this procedure, and he looked meticulous. He took off her clothes as if he was examining a job,
touched Yvette’s skin
involuntarily.
face flushed red, and then
it myself. Please
pursed his lips and said lazily,
time I have
Yvette’s ears were red.
the past, after they had sex, there were
to help her
as long as Yvette saw Lance and the
back then.
her mind. She took a deep breath and
“Lance, you
teasing her and went out
the door
a bath, Yvette felt a lot better. She opened the
expect Lance to still be
She wrapped her wet hair and prepared to sleep. Unexpectedly, Lance grabbed her by the waist and carried her to
to sleep without
he scattered her hair and picked up the hairdryer
mess. She looked in
different kind of lust and
familiar smell continued to creep into her
a torment to her and she was afraid that
let go,
hair, she looked at him
“thanks“.
right behind her and the two of them
he lazily looked at
frivolity as he asked, “How will you
heard this. She stared at Lance with her
speechlessly.
the past, she would thank him by having sex with him,
now.
about to
had a peach blossom color in the corner of her eyes and
nose, which would
suddenly reached out and pinched Yvette’s chin. He turned his face and said a little fiercely, “You are not allowed
now on.”
and did not
eyes darkened and his voice was slightly hoarse. “Not
Yvette didn’t even know how many men
saw her current state.
and closer, Yvette was somewhat
her face away and wanted
down by Lance. His voice was
“Don’t move.”
thought that he was going to kiss her. Her heart
gently kissed her forehead, like he was branding
said in a hoarse voice, “This is
Lance spoke in a serious tone.
Yvette was speechless.
Was this really not nonsense?
At the same time, she felt that she was a loser.
How could she be addicted to the gentleness of a man so easily?
Lance’s phone suddenly rang and instantly pulled Yvette out of the drowned tenderness.
She consciously left and gave Lance some room.
Lance picked up the phone and went to the balcony.
After chatting for a few minutes, he hung up and walked over.
Yvette was already lying on the bed, wrapping herself in the quilt.
She knew Lance was going to leave, but she still did not move.
Without waiting for Lance to speak, she covered the quilt and said, “Close the door
when you leave.”
“Have a good rest.”
Lance said as he picked up his coat. After walking to the door, he looked back at the bed
and left.
It was not until the door was closed that Yvette revealed his wet eyes from the quilt.
She felt as if someone had torn a crack in her heart, and something sour flowed out.
Everyone knew that Yazmin was the only woman Lance loved.
What did Yvette have to compare with Yazmin?
With this destined unwelcome baby?
Yvette tore the pregnancy report sheet that was hidden in the drawer into pieces.
Now she was a little glad that she did not say it, and there was no need to humiliate herself again.
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In a private hospital.
Lance stood in front of the window. The moonlight shone on his cold and fair face, making his facial features more exquisite and his temperament extraordinary.
“Lance.”
Yazmin weakly called out from the bed.
She wore a purple taro deep V–ne: dress under her hospital gown. It was soft and attached to her waist, making her look gentle and charming.
Lance returned to his senses and walked over, and his tone was gentle. “You’re awake.”
“Yes. Sorry to trouble you again.” Yazmin said guiltily, “Lena didn’t have to do that. Just a small problem and she was so worried that she had to ask you to come over.”
When Yazmin said this, she looked touched and her words reminded Lance that she was. special to him.
“It’s fine.” There was no emotion on Lance’s cold face. He asked, “Do you want to eat anything? I’ll get Frankie to buy it.”
“No, I don’t want to eat anything.” Yazmin asked in a soft voice, “Where are you tonight? I didn’t interfere with your business, did I?”
“No,” Lance replied calmly. He raised his hand and looked at his watch. “It’s late. Have a good rest.”
“Lance, I’m so scared.”
Yazmin suddenly reached out to hold Lance’s waist from behind, her tone choked with sobs. It sounded so pitiful.
“Can you not leave tonight?”
Lance subconsciously took a step back the moment her soft hand touched his waist.
Yazmin’s hand was hanging in the air while she was looking at him blankly.
It was silent in the room, and she felt awkward.