At this moment, Yvette did not want to say another word.
Since Sean wanted marriage, then he could look for someone else.
Yvette would never marry him.
She loved him, but she also hated him.
They would not have any results.
To be able to give up everything to reconnect with him was already her limit.
A full minute passed.
Yvette lazily sat on the sofa to watch TV, but she did not register anything that she watched.
Her heart was in turmoil, but she remained calm and self-possessed.
The next second, Sean's body exuded a hostile chill as he strode past in front of Yvette and left.
The sound of the door slamming shut was very loud.
Yvette did not care, but her heart was like a boulder that fell to the bottom of the sea without ripples.
A few minutes later, Sean restrained his complex emotions, re-opened the door to come back in.
Without talking to her, Sean went straight to the bedroom to sleep.
Yvette blinked and snorted coldly.
Then, she lowered her gaze and pursed her lips.
She knew very well that they could not go back to the past.
Sean’s future marriage partner would never be her either.
Yvette slowly exhaled and hooked her lips. 'Forget it, since he came back, I'll just compromise and coax him first.'
She then turned off the TV and walked into the bedroom.
Yvette walked over slowly and looked at the man that was lying on his side in bed, pretending to sleep. She began to undress.
She would make it up to him in her own way.
The night was dark.
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