Everyone in the private room looked over at the door. For a moment, the room was eerily silent.

Yvette immediately caught sight of Xavier in the middle of the room. His eyes were clear and bright. He was clearly not drunk.

She knew that she had been tricked by Daphne.

When Xavier saw Yvette, his pupils constricted.

Everyone else in the room looked awkward, including Tristan, who had been the most vocal in getting Xavier to accept Daphne's confession earlier.

Yvette shouldn't have gone there.

Daphne was the first to break the silence. "Please don't get the wrong idea, Yvvy. Tristan was joking. Xavier and I are just friends."

Before Yvette could answer, Xavier stood up impatiently. "There's no need to explain it to her."

Then, he stalked over to Yvette. "What are you doing here?"

"I thought you were drunk, so I came to take you home," Yvette answered truthfully.

Xavier scoffed. "You really didn't retain anything I told you, did you?"

Lowering his voice, he said softly so that only she could hear him, "Are you here to remind everyone that I was tricked into marrying you three years ago? Did you think they forgot?" Yvette was stunned.

Xavier gave her a cold look. "Stop seeking attention. You're only making me hate you more."

With that, he turned away, leaving Yvette standing alone.

Yvette stared after his retreating figure, unable to snap out of her shock.

None of the other scions in the room took pity on her when they saw Xavier ignoring her.

Tristan even had no qualms in telling Daphne, who was feigning distress, "You're too kind, Daphne. You didn't need to explain anything.

"If Yvette hadn't scammed Xav, he would've married you in the first place. You wouldn't have needed to suffer abroad as well."

Despite the constant ringing in her ears, Yvette could still hear every word clearly.

She knew better than anyone that even if Xavier hadn't married her, he wouldn't have married Daphne. Daphne was a nobody with no background, after all.

Daphne was well aware of this as well. That was why she had chosen to break up with Xavier and leave the country.

How had everything turned out to be Yvette's fault?

When Yvette left Sternhow Club with her umbrella, she felt as if she had been enveloped by darkness.

then, a lithe figure appeared beside

It was Daphne.

a cold night, isn't it? So, how does it feel to get scoffed at by Xavier after you came all the way here at this time

would cook for me himself? When I was sick, he would drop everything

told you he loves you? He

her mind going over the past three years she

as stepped into the

she had gotten sick, he had

her he loved her

night, Yvette couldn't fall

another with all his heart, in the spectacular way that only young people could. At that moment, she realized that it was time for

had a sleepless

next morning, Xavier returned home. The

family's money, to

stunned. She didn't know what had gotten into him so early in the morning.

had only ever

why did your mother come to my office and beg me to give you a

Yvette was stunned.

she

waste his breath on her. "If you want to continue staying with me and keep your family

end, Yvette didn't need to look

no longer cold and distant; she gripped Yvette's hands and said gently, "Yvvy, you should ask Xavier to give you a child.

Scientific measures.

in shock as the latter continued, "Daphne told me that Xavier hasn't slept with you

was the last straw

Xavier would

he really loved Daphne

felt relieved. "Just let

paused. She

I want

finish, Yara slapped

no right to ask for a divorce! "Without the Lane family, what

even when the latter had

a famous dancer. The fact that she had given birth to a daughter with hearing issues was one of her

away to be taken care of by a nanny. She had only allowed Yvette to return home when the

to tell Yvette that

she could to excel at everything in

music, and art classes. But no matter how hard she tried, Yara still didn't consider her a good daughter. In Yara's words, Yvette

also

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