When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 930


    Hannah was veryposed and not ruffled by Yvonne’s attitude. She either did not care about


    Yvonne, or John no longer has a ce in her heart.


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    Yvonne was upset she did not sessfully agitate Hannah. She red at Hannah. “I know, but it is


    only a matter of time before I get married to him. He will definitely dote on me morepared to you,


    and you will disappear from our sights in the future. As for now, I would not allow you to take advantage


    of him. You are not worthy of him, and you should not reap any gains from the Stovall family.”


    Hannah looked at her and all of a sudden, sheughed out loud. “I was wondering why your eyes were


    on me the whole evening. So this is what you are after!” She took the ck card from her purse and


    ced it in front of Yvonne. “Are you jealous because of this card? If you want it, take it. Stop irritating


    me.”


    Yvonne was infuriated, but she still reached out to take the card. “At least you have some decency.


    Don’t you dare eye on anything of the Stovall family! Move out of the vi and transfer the deed back to


    them. You can stop dreaming about driving John’s cars as well. I will not let you have any of them. As


    for the clothes and jewelry John bought for you previously, you can keep them, as rewards for your


    time spent on him,” she fumed.


    “Haha, Ms. Wilde, you are making decisions on the distribution of the Stovall family’s wealth? Do you


    think you are Mrs. Stovall?” Hannah mocked her.


    “John and I will certainly get married, so I have the right to do this.” Yvonne boasted as she fiddled with


    the ck card.


    Hannah could not care less. As she was standing up to leave, she jibed, “Congrattions then. I hope


    you marry into money soon.” It was obviously a sarcastic remark.


    After going through all the trouble, Yvonne managed to get the ck card that she was eyeing, but she


    was also deeply annoyed by Hannah’s attitude. She aggressively stomped over to block Hannah’s exit


    and scoffed, “I don’t need you to give me your good wishes. Since you are aware of my rtionship


    with John, if I were you, I would get out of here immediately with the b**tard child and stop tarnishing


    the Stovall family.”


    I frowned at the harsh words Yvonne used.


    Hannah’s expression turned dark, and she barked, “Yvonne Wilde, mind yournguage. I can’t be


    bothered to get into a dispute with you, but that does not mean you can step all over me.”


    I could not understand what John saw in Yvonne. She was average-looking, materialistic, and uncouth.


    He could have married any of the heiress or socialites in K City, yet he chose such a woman. How


    unfortunate.


    Before I could step in, Yvonne grabbed Hannah’s arm and roared, “Who are you to tell me off? Don’t


    you know you are a sl*t? Stop this high and mighty act. You are way more disgusting than I am. I hate


    show-offs like you!” Then, she gave Hannah a heavy push towards the pool.


    I quickly ran towards them, shocked. Surprisingly, Hannah sessfully fended her off. She grabbed


    Yvonne’s hand, ducked, and managed to keep her bnce. Yvonne fell into the pool instead.


    I almost forgot. Hannah grew up in the countryside and spent her childhood exploring the wilds. She


    was nimble and agile. The ability to fend off danger was deeply ingrained in her.


    Yvonne struggled to stay afloat in the pool and was screaming for help. I reached the poolside and


    checked on Hannah. “Are you alright?”


    “I am fine,” Hannah nodded.


    Those in the hall came running when they heard Yvonne’s scream. John saw her, frowned, and jumped


    into the pool to scoop her up. He ced her on the ground and started giving her first aid. She had


    merely swallowed some water, so was in no danger.


    By then, Louis and Ashton also reached the scene, and they asked, “What happened?”


    Yvonne recovered from her shock, flung herself into John’s arms, and wailed. John held on to her


    tightly and roared at the maid who was there. “Get moving! It is freezing cold. Can’t you see we need a


    towel here?”


    The maid stumbled into the house and brought a nket to keep Yvonne warm. John immediately


    carried her into his room. He turned to instruct the maid to summon the doctor and prepare some


    chicken soup for Yvonne.


    Louis was displeased, but he was too gracious to make his guests feel ufortable.