Yvonne stopped walking. "Why do you ask? You looked resentful when you mentioned it earlier, which shows that this is not what you want to talk about. So why should I ask?"
"Oh, you've noticed. But I'll give you a chance to ask. If you ask, I'll tell you. What do you think?" Elliot put up a finger and swayed it in front of her, deliberately baiting her.
Yvonne slapped his hand. "No, I'm not interested."
"You only have this one chance. Are you sure you don't want to ask?” Elliot looked at her.
Yvonne remained unmoved. "Nope!"
"Okay, that's what you said. I hope you don't regret it then." Elliot put his hands behind his back and
walked to the car.
Yvonne looked at his back and started doubting. "Hey, what do you mean?"
Elliot kept walking. "Make your guess."
"You..." Yvonne was impatient, but there was nothing she could do to him.
After all, he gave her a chance to ask, but she didn’t take it.
"What are you waiting for? Are you not getting in the car?" Elliot sat in the car and stretched his head out. Then, he shouted at Yvonne who was standing still.
Yvonne sighed and trotted towards him.
It was already midnight when they reached the apartment.
Elliot left the apartment after sending her to the door. He didn't go in to have a cup of tea.
Yvonne couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
To be honest, she was really worried that Elliot would find an excuse to stay overnight.
But in the end, it turned out that she was thinking too much. He was not that kind of person at all.
Yvonne shook her head as she was amused by her suspiciousness. She closed the door gently and went back to the guest room to grab her pajamas. Then, she showered and was ready to rest.
Her mobile phone on the bedside suddenly rang when she came out of the shower.
As she wiped her hair, she walked towards the bedside to pick up her mobile phone and looked at it. When she saw the caller ID, she was slightly startled.
The phone call was from Sue. It was very late, so was there anything wrong?
Without further ado, she dropped the towel and answered the phone call. "Sue?" "Madam, you've finally picked up the phone." Sue sounded relieved from the other end.
Yvonne frowned. "What’s going on, Sue?"
"Uhm... Everything's fine, but sir..."
"What happened to him?" Yvonne asked hurriedly. The tension in her tone was not concealed at all.
Sue was very happy when she heard it. "Madam, you still care about sir, right?”
Yvonne was silent for two seconds. She then said," We’re not divorced, we’re just giving each other the cold treatment. It doesn't mean that I don't care about him anymore. So, Sue, what happened to him?"
"Sir is drunk and keeps calling your name, madam," Sue sighed.
Yvonne was surprised. "Drunk? And he called my name?"
"Yes. Sir went to an auction tonight. He drank a lot of wine and Joe brought him back. Now he’s lying in bed and calling your name. If you don’t believe me, please listen to this," Sue said while putting the mobile phone beside the man who was lying in bed.
The man on the bed had his eyes closed, his eyebrows frowned tightly, and his cheeks were a little red. His necktie was hanging loosely while his suit and shirt were in a mess. The smell of liquor surrounding him stunk. He was obviously drunk and unconscious, but h e was still mumbling.
It took Yvonne a while to listen carefully before she realized that he was calling her name.
Listening to Henry calling her name, Yvonne's nose twitched a little, her eyes were misty, feeling choked u P-
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