Chapter 188 Returning To Her Hometown


    Yvonne shook her head, "I''m not crying."


    She had been deeply touched by Grandpa''s kindness.


    Sue rolled her eyes, not knowing what reaction to give. "Madam, your tears are all on the ground,


    yet you say you have not been crying?"


    "It was just the wind blowing some sand into my eyes," answered Yvonne stubbornly.


    Sue''s mouth twitched. "Alright alright, it''s just the sand. Shall I blow it for you then madam?"


    "It’s ok Sue, I''m alright now," replied Yvonne as she shook her head. She then walked past Sue and


    went back into the vi.


    Sueughed as she saw Yvonne’s frantic reaction before following behind.


    Upon entering the vi, Yvonne went to the washroom to wash her face, then grabbed her luggage,


    getting ready to leave.


    With a heavy heart, Sue asked, "Are you really leaving, madam?”


    "Yes, I’ve already bought my ticket. I''ll surely bete if I don’t leave now," replied Yvonne.


    Reluctantly, Sue asked, "Do you want to inform sir first?"


    "No need. It''s probably better for him if I disappear from his world. He''ll have his freedom as well."


    Yvonne smiled.


    But Sue could see right through her fake smile. She knew that Yvonne was merely forcing herself to


    smile.


    "Sigh..." sighed Sue. "I suppose you''re right."


    "I’ll be on my way now Sue. I''lle back and visit you some time, take care." Yvonne dropped her


    bags and gave Sue a hug.


    Sue knew she was only saying it to make her happy, but she was still happy from Yvonne''s kind


    gesture. She hugged her and patted her back. "I will, you take care of yourself too madam."


    N?velDrama.Org content rights.


    "Goodbye, Sue!" said Yvonne. She let go of Sue and waved her hand. She then picked up her


    luggage and left the vi without looking back.


    She had only packed her clothes in her luggage, leaving everything else behind.


    The jade pendant that the old man gave her and all the gifts Henry gave her were all left in her


    room.


    She knew that it was meaningless for her to take those with her as they didn’t belong to her.


    However, the moment she walked out of the vi, her footsteps started to slow down


    subconsciously,pletely opposite of how she was when she was about to leave the vi.


    When it came down to it, she was actually reluctant to leave the Lancasters despite all that had


    happened right down to the moment she had strongly insisted to get a divorce. It was at that


    moment, that Yvonne was actually heartbroken to leave behind not only the vi that she spent 3


    years of her lifetime in, but more importantly, she had to leave behind the man she truly loved.


    However, the fact remained that she must leave this man now!


    With sorrowful eyes, Yvonne slowly walked away, turning her head to look at the vi after a few


    steps.


    Yvonne continued to look back frequently even though the vi was no longer within her line of


    sight. It was as if she was trying to carve the entire scenery into her brain. Normally, it would take 10


    minutes to walk to the gates, but this time, it took Yvonne 30 minutes instead.


    "Yvonne!" shouted a voice. Yvonne looked in the direction and saw an alluring red sports car


    entering the gates and approaching her slowly. As the car windows were drawn, Elliot''s charming


    face epassed the atmosphere.


    Yvonne looked at him and said in a croaked voice, " What brings you here?"


    "I''m here for you specifically," smiled Elliot.


    Yvonne pointed to herself. "Me?"


    "Yep, I was having some wine in my garden and I saw you walking out while dragging your luggage


    around, s o I came to see you," said Elliot, his eyes fixated on the luggage. "So I guess you''re


    divorced now?"


    "Yes." Yvonne nodded. 1


    Elliot rubbed his chin. "So where will you go now?"


    "Back to my hometown, I''m on my way to the train station now."


    "Why didn''t you get a ne ticket instead?" asked Elliot.


    Yvonne shyly replied, "It''s more convenient by train. There''s no airport back in my hometown."


    She couldn''t tell him honestly that she didn''t have much money on her and needed to spend


    sparingly.


    Elliot was not suspicious of her lying, in fact, he actually believed her and said, "Is that so? Hop on


    then, I''ll drive you to the station."


    He took Yvonne''s luggage and put it in his trunk before Yvonne could reply.


    Yvonne opened the car door and went in without a single hint of rejecting his offer.


    During the journey, Yvonne was unsure if Elliot had intentionally yed some music from the


    romance genre.


    She felt uneasy listening to the music, but didn''t say a word about it since Elliot was the car owner.


    Elliot was surprised by her silence instead. He turned off the music and smiled. "I thought you would


    have asked me to turn it off."


    "Well, you are the owner of the car, so you get to decide what music you want to y. I can''t stop


    you from doing that," replied Yvonne politely.


    Elliot held the steering in one hand, while the other was rested by the window pane. He smiled even


    more charmingly, "To be honest, I hoped that you would turn it off yourself. That would mean our


    rtionship i s growing closer, don''t you agree?"


    Yvonne feigned ignorance and pretended not to hear him.


    Elliot felt silly and pursed his lips. "Oh, why isn''t your e x-husband sending you off? I mean, even


    though you’re now divorced, the fact remains that the two of you had been married."


    As she heard the word ex-husband, Yvonne felt a sharp pain in her chest.


    She had just realized that Henry and herself were now officially separated.


    "Now that we''re divorced, whatever we do next doesn’t matter to each other anymore, so why would


    he need t o send me off?" said Yvonne with her eyelids lowered, hiding her emotions.


    Elliot smiled wittily. "That’s true, it’s a good thing he didn''t send you off. Otherwise, I wouldn''t have


    had the


    chance to do it myself."


    Yvonne nced at him. "Mr. Taylor, I''m curious. How d o you manage to coincidentally appear in


    front of me when I''m in trouble?”


    "I guess you could call it fate?" answered Elliot with a straight face.


    Naturally, Yvonne didn’t believe him.


    Elliotughed, "Alright I''ll confess, I''ve always taken note of what''s happening in your life. You know


    how I think of you, but you were still married to Mr.


    Lancaster at the time. Now that you''re divorced, would you consider giving me a chance?”


    His expression turned serious as he spoke.


    Yvonne’s heart jumped, but she feigned ignorance and said, "I''m sorry but I don’t understand what


    you’re saying, Mr. Taylor. Oh look, we’ve arrived at the station, I guess I''ll be off now."


    "Sigh...you''re still the same." Henry gave a long sigh but soon cheered up again. "It''s ok, I believe


    that I can get you to fall for my charms someday." 6


    Yvonne''s mouth twitched and she got out of the car without replying. 1


    Elliot followed to help her carry her luggage out of the trunk.


    "Thank you Mr. Taylor, goodbye," said Yvonne with a slight bow.


    Elliot held out his arms instead. "You''re not going to give me a hug?"


    "No!” Yvonne rolled her eyes, turned around, and entered the station.


    As her figure gradually disappeared from sight, Elliot’s smile waned as well. He then took out his


    cellphone and made a phone call.


    The call connected almost instantaneously. Elliot held the phone to his ear, his tone a little


    condescending as he eximed, "Oi Mr. Lancaster, Congrattions! I heard you''re divorced."


    Henry had just woken up from a nap and was still a little dazed due to the interruption. But he woke


    up immediately when he heard that it was Elliot on the line. A cold light shed across his eyes as


    he retorted, "Who told you I was divorced?"