Chapter 219
Crystal and Lyle stood in front of me, hand-in-hand with matching couple outfits and matching happy
smiles on their faces.
The romantic sight made me taste bile in the back of my mouth as my chest squeezed a little tighter.
Too drained of energy to bother arguing with them, I tried to step past them and walk away when
Crystal grabbed ahold of my arm.
“Yvonne, there was no way you could have ever been with a guy like Christopher. When Lyle told me
about it, I thought he was only joking. But now that you know Christopher is getting married to Monica,
you should try to step away from the situation as soon as possible. Besides, you’re a divorcee as well.
Trying to cling onto someone else’s fiancé will only ruin your reputation further.”
I wonder who the cause of my divorce was. I red daggers at her.
“Ms. Martin is the most famous bachelorette in Avenport, and there are lines of men waiting for her
hand in marriage! They will now retreat only because her fiancé is Christopher. There’s no way you
could beat someone like that. I’ll give you a piece of advice. Give up. If you need money, you could
alwayse to me! I have too much to spare,” she said, finishing with a sharine-sweet smile that
contrasted her venomous words.
“Stop crying! People are staring!” Lyle interrupted as he gave me a sidelong nce, then turned back
to tell Crystal, “Now’s not the time. You can head on first to the restaurant; I’ll catch upter.”
“But the baby in my tummy is getting hungry,” she pouted, one hand on her baby bump.
“I just have something to tell Yvonne, okay?” he coaxed. “Good girl.”
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“Alright, then. You better hurry up, or I won’t wait for you.” Crystal turned around and threw a disdainful
sneer over her shoulder at me before striding away.
I couldn’t be bothered to give her a reaction. The warm October wind felt like an incessant chill slipping
in through my clothes and freezing me to the bone. Not even hugging my arms proved helpful in
warming myself up.
“I told you before to not get involved with Christopher, but you wouldn’t listen. Now, look what
happened.” Lyle’s eyebrows were furrowed together in frustration, an expression that I was all too
familiar with. He used to always look at me this way whenever I made a fool of myself in public. “When
will I ever be afforded the reassurance that you’ll be fine?”
“The joke’s over. Curtains are drawn. Can I leave now?” I deadpanned.
God’s being particrly cruel today. I’d just been fired from my job, Christopher was getting married to
a woman who I would never be able to match up to, and when I was at the lowest of my low, I just had
to bump into who else but my ex-husband and his mistress.
Having fun watching the show from up there, God?
“I care about you, Yvonne. You can’t not let me call you out on your bullcrap when it’s clearly bit you
back.” He aggressively tugged at my arm as if trying to shake me awake. “You move out of there
tomorrow, you hear me? If you need money, I’ll transfer a million over to your bank ount right this
second. For goodness’ sake, you’re ady of the Tanner family and my ex-wife! You can’t let yourself
be treated as a ything by a guy just for money! That reflects badly on me, too!”
Ady of the Tanner family. I’d never wanted to acknowledge that part of my identity, so Lyle bringing it
up only made me want tough out loud.
“Stop acting like a knight in shining armor, alright? I would rather sleep on the streets than rely on your
money,” I spat out. I didn’t want to see him or anyone else. All I wanted was to find a quiet ce where
no one would be able to find me so I could cry my heart out. “Can I go yet?”
“You…” Clearly taken aback by my outburst, Lyle shoved me away from him. Due to the height of my
heels, I instantly stumbled backward and somehow ended up in the middle of the road. As I vaguely
registered a throbbing pain in my ankle and saw a car speeding my way, a thought crossed my
mind. Death doesn’t sound too bad right now.