Chapter 165


    I didn’t want to consider the real reason behind her exchanging my ce with Crystal. I quickly passed


    the signed document to him.


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    “Okay.” Lyle finally nodded after looking at me for a long time. Surprisingly, his hand shook slightly


    while signing the document.


    We arrived at the City Hall and noticed it was still closed when we got out of the car. Since we seemed


    to be early, Lyle lit a cigarette and started smoking.


    I stepped back. I still hated the smell of cigarette smoke and especially disliked anyone who smoked


    apart from Christopher.


    At the sight of me stepping away from him, Lyle walked toward a tree in front of us and leaned against


    it. Suddenly, he pulled out a card and passed it to me. “Ten million may be a bit much, but at least take


    a million. It’s your living expenses from the past two years. I helped you withdraw it since you never


    used it.”


    I didn’t reach out for the card, so Lyle decided to just shove it into my hands. “Take it. I’ll feel more at


    ease.”


    At his words, I finally tucked the card into my pocket. I had been living so frugally, always keeping


    money away for a rainy day in case Lyle ever ran out of money. I just hadn’t expected it to be used like


    this.


    So Lyle feels remorse too, I thought. Too bad that his guilt toward me was never a priority. I always


    camest to him.


    His phone rang before he could finish his cigarette and as he picked up, his gaze softened.


    “Yeah, go ahead and eat without me. I’ll be home soon, okay? Sleep in for a bit if you’re still tired. I’ll


    bring breakfast back for you. Okay, sure.”


    I didn’t have to think too hard to figure out that it was a call from Crystal. The City Hall finally opened its


    gates and Lyle walked in as he continued talking to Crystal.


    I checked the documents to make sure we brought everything. I was about to follow Lyle when I


    suddenly noticed a small car that was zig-zagging rapidly in Lyle’s direction.


    In the split second before the car hit him, I leaped forward and pushed Lyle out of the way.


    “Lyle, move!”


    The car brushed past me and barely skimmed my arm. The adrenaline caused me to stumble and fall


    on the road, sending a sharp jagged ache down my ankle. I instantly paled in pain.


    Lyle was standing, probably shell-shocked from what just happened. He stared at me with his phone


    still in his hand, not even thinking of walking over to help me up.


    I cursed at him inwardly and tried to stand up when the sharp pains in my ankle forced me to sit down.


    “Yvonne, you-” Lyle stammered as if he had gotten a concussion. He suddenly came to his senses and


    rushed over to help me up. “Are you okay? Did you get hurt?”


    “I’m fine! Let’s go to the City Hall first,” I said as I bit my lip and bnced on one leg. Cold sweat


    dripped down my forehead.


    “Who cares about the City Hall right now? We have to get you to the hospital.” Lyle picked me up bridal


    style and rushed into the car.


    “Lyle! What are you doing? We need to go to the City Hall first!” I said urgently. If we left now, we’d


    have to make the trip back here again and that was just troublesome.


    “Shut up!” Lyle yelled as he mmed on the elerator and sped toward the hospital.


    The moment we reached the hospital, Lyle started shouting for a doctor toe and give me a proper


    check-up. A doctor walked over and asked about our situation, but when he noticed that it was simply a


    sprain, he seemed slightly annoyed.


    Still, it was quite a serious sprain seeing as my ankle had swollen to the size of a tennis ball. I also


    remembered seeing the car drive across my foot.


    After an X-ray, the doctor exined that I had sprained my ankle and had a slight fracture in my foot


    that would heal over a few weeks. I let out a sigh of relief.


    “You’re such a good husband. I bet you two must be deep in love. Don’t worry. She’ll only have to stay


    here for a couple of days so we can make sure she’s alright, then she’s all yours to take care of after


    that. She’ll get much better in just a few days,” one of the nurses consoled Lyle at the sight of him


    pacing anxiously.


    Lyle froze at the sound of the nurse’s words and so did I.