Chapter 202


    “Okay.” He managed to intimidate both Sabrina and me. We went to the dining table obediently and sat


    down. A momentter, when we were about to take our first bite, we exchanged gazes as though


    asking why we listened to him obediently.


    Immediately, we burst into a fit ofughter.


    Before we finished our meal, someone rang our doorbell. I nced at Sabrina before turning to


    Christopher. The only friends I had were all here, so I couldn’t figure out who was at the door.


    “Go answer the door,” said Christopher.


    “Why should I? Why can’t you answer the door?” I refused to budge from my seat. Recently, I’ve grown


    used to acting coy in front of him. He was spoiling me.


    “I prepared dinner alone, so it’s your turn now. Well, I can help you take a shower tonight. How does


    that sound?” Christopher shed an evil smirk.


    “Shut up! Shame on you!” I red at Christopher. He had grown increasingly cheeky to make a dirty


    joke in front of Sabrina.


    “I’m merely flirting with my girlfriend. Any problem with that?” Christopher shot Sabrina a look.


    “My idol, you’re such a badass! Eve is the kind who would only give in to persuasion and not coercion.


    You’re the perfect match for her! By the way, remember to give me Zachary’s full addresster. Thanks


    in advance.”


    Sabrina sold me out without hesitation.


    “You’re such a hiberdate. Fine, I shall answer the door.” I rolled my eyes and went to the door. When I


    spotted the person outside, I instinctively mmed the door shut. s, Lyle was quick enough to grab


    the door before I could m it shut. I was no match for his strength, so I stood in his way and refused


    to let him in.


    I had hurt Lyle back then and humiliated him. So why is he here? Is he here to kick up a fuss?


    As a delicious aroma wafted out of the house, Lyle looked at me icily. “Aren’t you gonna invite me in?”


    Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.


    “I don’t think so.” I remained rooted to my spot. It was clear that he wasn’t weed here.


    “Yvonne, am I your enemy now? I didn’t even make a fuss after what you did to me. Do you seriously


    think I don’t have a temper?” Lyle held the door and refused to let me close it.


    “Just think of me as an ignorant person. To you, I’ve always been someone who you could bully


    anytime. I’m no longer your punching bag. Your fight with Crystal has nothing to do with me. If you want


    to vent your frustration, go to your friend instead of me.”


    Lyle had never been nice to me. He found it troublesome to evenfort me.


    “I haven’t eaten yet. It’s normal to treat your ex-husband to dinner, right?” Lyle was about to head in,


    but I stretched my hands wide to stop him.


    “I prepared my own dinner. There’s nothing for you.”


    “You cooked crabs. I could smell it from here,” Lyle refuted my words in displeasure.


    What’s with his sense of smell? Is he a dog?


    “Lyle, just tell me what do you want? If you’re here for a meal, you can leave right now. If Crystal finds


    out you’ve been here, she’ll kick up a fuss again. I don’t want to get involved in your mess.”


    I shot Lyle an impatient re. If possible, I wanted to execute a shoulder throw before mming the


    door shut.


    Lyle lit up a cigarette as sorrow shed across his gaze. “Eve, I fought with Crystal. She’s


    unreasonable and not as obedient as you.”


    I was rendered speechless. What the f*ck? I’m not his love advisor! We’re divorced, for God’s sake!


    Does he think he’s a heartthrob? Or does he think I’m a fool? Christopher, your girlfriend is being


    bullied here. Where the hell are you?