The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1650

Lance shook his head in self-deprecation. For some reason, he felt somewhat lost.

Yvette looked at his back motionlessly. His figure was tall and straight, but she inexplicably felt some heartache.

She was clearly in the wrong, but the person who apologized was Lance.

They had always gotten along very well in every aspect. Even in bed, there was a feeling like they should have met each other sooner.

However, her actions tonight seemed to break this harmony.

Lance was angry.

However, he did not push his luck or lecture her. He just said a few words and backed off to a reasonable position.

It seemed inconsequential, but she could feel that it would only drive them further and further apart.

Seeing that he was about to get into the car, Yvette immediately ran over.

The headlights flashed as she stood in front of the car, and the brakes screeched suddenly.

The person inside turned pale. His head poked out of the window, looking stiff.

"Are you insane?!”

His tone was the angriest it had been tonight.

Yvette stood there, cowering for a moment. Then, she pursed her lips, walked over, opened the passenger door. She got in and put on her seat belt.

To the side, Lance frowned and looked at her in confusion.

Yvette raised her head. "Let's go home."

Lance opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he held back.

He quietly looked away and focused on driving.

The entire journey was excessively silent.

No one thought of using music to ease the awkwardness in the car.

Downstairs.

No one got out of the car.