In the beginning, Yvette fought against all the people who opposed her and Sean being together with her own strength.
Yvette thought that this was bravery, freedom, and true love, but that night when Sean said those hurtful words at her, Yvette felt a bone-piercing chill.
She suddenly felt like a fool for trapping herself in an impermeable ball.
The ball rolled forward with her and Sean's ideas while shutting out everyone else's opinions.
Now that the ball was punctured and the voices from outside flooded in, Yvette realized just how wrong she was.
Nicole and Yvette talked and laughed. They took a short nap and ate some Japanese food in the salon before they saw the time and planned to leave.
The two of them had an appointment with Julie for their party this evening, so Nicole and Yvette could not be late.
Otherwise, Julie would give them an earful.
As they walked out, they saw an unexpected man sitting on the bench opposite the salon.
It was Sean Moore.
He seemed to have been sitting there for a long time. His face was glum, and his eyes were a bit hostile and frustrated. It was like a dense fog that would not dissipate in the night.
Yvette came out.
Sean raised his eyes and stared at her with bloodshot eyes.
He did not look tired.
Sean stood up and walked over to Yvette. His face was tense and gloomy. His lips were pursed, and his gaze fell on Yvette's face unblinkingly.
Yvette did not expect Sean to be waiting here, but she quickly recovered her expression.
No one spoke first.
Nicole stood there and did not know what to say.
She was probably the first person to know about Yvette's marriage.
Sean did not know yet. If he did, he would probably go crazy and do something detrimental to Yvette.
In the next second, Yvette suddenly turned her head sideways and looked at Nicole.
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