Yvette stood there, trembling all over.
Before she could fully say goodbye to her past, Sean stabbed a knife into her.
Yvette thought that the breakup was an external factor between them, like his ex-wife and his family. His sister-in-law was the trigger this time.
It turned out to be none of those.
The wind in the darkness turned into sharp swords that cut through her defenses with a slash.
Yvette would probably never forget this night when she was humiliated by the man she loved.
The man she thought was her true love regarded her a s such.
Lance and Sean's strengths were uncompromising as they fought with each other. Their fists landed on each other’s faces and bodies without holding back.
Sean's ruthlessness was trained since childhood from being in real fights. His moves were brutal and aggressive.
Lance had been learning martial arts since he was a child. His moves were standard, but he was not at the slightest disadvantage compared to Sean.
Yvette stood there and took a full minute to recover her composure.
Soon, she lifted her head, walked over, and looked at the men who were fighting relentlessly. She shouted coldly, "Stop!"
The two men looked over in unison. Yvette walked over expressionlessly and looked at the two people who were lying limp on the ground, both gasping for air.
Yvette walked toward Lance.
Lance was surprised as he stood up with her help, then his eyes grew darker as he glanced at Sean.
At this moment, Sean could not suppress the coldness and gloominess on his face.
Sean stared at Yvette intently and did not move.
However, Yvette did not care to look at Sean. She just looked down at Lance’s injuries and said, "Let's go, I'll dress your wounds."
Anyone could feel the violence and tension surging, but none of them were afraid of each other.
When Yvette and Lance were about to go upstairs, Sean said in an extremely cold voice, "Yvette, may you both live a long and happy life together!”
His blessing was said through clenched teeth.
Sean waited for Yvette to lose control and come over t o hit and scold him, then his chance would come.
However, Sean did not know how damaging his words
were.
Yvette raised her head, took a deep breath, held Lance's arm tighter, and did not turn back.
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