Lyle pressed his lips into a thin line, and gingerly touched his face where I had slapped him. With sad eyes, he said, “It hurts, Yvonne. I don’t know what’s going on with me. I don’t want to lose you. What am I supposed to do now? Why do you have to be with Christopher? From the beginning, that man has ill intentions, and he’s not a good person. Please believe me. Don’t be with him.”

 

What’s wrong with him? I don’t understand how this man’s mind works. I let out a sigh and rubbed my temple before saying, “So, you want me to continue to be your doormat? You want me to be with you so that you can walk all over me and do whatever you want to me? We’re adults now, Lyle. Time to grow up and be a man.”

 

yourself. No doubt Christopher plays a role in

Christopher and me. If you’re here to determine if

“Yvonne…”

enough of you. You’re so annoying, don’t you know

I was certain that he was gone. Sometimes, I had the misperception that Lyle loved me. Of course, I knew that his

women around him should be in love with him. And even if he were to break off the relationship, he expected the woman to be still in love

 

women

of eyes in the room.

were lying in bed together. One was lying on top of another, and they were only covered up to the waist with a thin quilt. It was obvious what

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