Yvette actually never intended to marry Sean.
Sean did not care about marriage. Otherwise, he would not trade his marriage for Yvette, but he knew that Yvette cared.
Thus, he got a divorce.
When he heard Yvette say that she did not want to get married because she was afraid of shame, what else could he do?
Yvette bowed her head and laughed, then looked up at him warmly with a hint of lingering affection in her eyes.
She stretched out her slender arms and wrapped them around the man's neck. Her devilish gaze hooked his soul.
Her tender, stunning face was pressed against his chest.
Her soft words and her laughter were compelling to his ear.
"I know that you’ve done all that you can, and I will always remember everything you did for me. Even if w e get married, we can still get divorced. We can just be together forever like this..."
Sean felt a sharp pain in his chest.
Obviously, the woman's every move made him fall so deeply in love that he could not extricate himself.
However, every word she said was suffocating.
Everyone wanted a title, but she did not.
Sean knew that his deception had hurt her badly back then.
He reached out and pulled the woman off of his body. He scrutinized every inch of her face with a deadly gaze.
"Yvette, you know that I'll have to get married one day."
Perhaps one day, he would envy other people's families with children.
However, he did not say the words that followed because when he saw her increasingly cold gaze, he suddenly could not bring himself to say a word.
The panic he felt in his chest was so overwhelming.
Yvette decisively let go of his arm and coldly wrapped her hands around her body.
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