Read of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat
Clayton paused for a second. “Alright then. I’ll send you there?”
Nicole nodded and urged him. “Focus on ironing my clothes!” Clayton was speechless.
No doubt, he was just a tool.
Yvette had not yet reacted to her identity after receiving her marriage license. Fiona had already
prepared their new house. Her speed was unbelievable.
Early in the morning, Yvette was watching the online gossip with great interest when her phone rang.
It was Lance.
Lance called her for the first time since they got married.
Since their identities were different, they naturally could not be as casual as before.
Yvette carefully picked up the call.
“Hello?”
Lance paused. “Are you home?”
Yvette subconsciously answered, “What is it?” Lance was silent for a few seconds.
“Our new house is ready. Should I take you there to have a look?”
There was a full ten seconds of silence over the phone.
Only then did Yvette react. Her mood of reading gossip was completely gone.
Lance sighed. “Are you not up yet? I’ll wait for you downstairs. There’s no need to rush. Take your time. I
have all day.”
After saying that, he hung up the phone because he knew that Yvette must feel even more awkward than
he did.
Yvette froze for a second and hurriedly ran to the balcony to look down.
Sure enough, Lance’s car was parked there. Lance was also inside.
Yvette panicked. She was lazing in bed until midmorning, and her new husband was waiting for her at
the door.
She used the fastest time to wash up and get dressed. She put on some makeup and mentally prepared
herself.
Somehow, she could not stay calm.
Lance and Yvette did not even have an emotional foundation and only had one meal together before
they went to get their marriage license. No one would believe them if they said it out loud.
Yvette did not know how to get along with Lance.
Lance had a whole day, which meant that after looking at the house, Yvette had to eat alone with him,
and after the meal, they had to spend time alone and do things that couples should do.
Yvette did not dare to imagine it.
She trembled and found Nicole’ s number. She was afraid that calling Nicole would reveal her
nervousness, so she simply sent a message.
By the time Yvette came downstairs, she was the polished young lady again with just a hint of
awkwardness on her face.
Lance got out of the car and opened the door for her like a gentleman, without the slightest impatience
on his face.
He looked at her and gently handed over the breakfast he had prepared. “You haven’t eaten yet, right?
Have a little first…” Yvette took it with both hands. “Thank you… Uh… I slept a little late last night
because I was up late reading some project documents, so I couldn’t get up in the morning…” She
stumbled to explain why she slept until mid- morning.
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