Chapter 336


    He is trying to save me. He made many calls and managed to hire every avable doctor in the two


    days that we were back. An expert from Anndur would be heading over as well, but the good


    doctor’s flight would onlynd on the day after.


    Christopher received a call after we had our breakfast. He told me he was heading out of the house,


    but he didn’t tell me what he would be doing. My guess was that the Lane family had called him. He


    had already returned to Avenport, after all, so he had to visit his family. I love the man, but I couldn’t


    ask him to abandon them for me.


    Hence, I helped him with his tie even though I was reluctant to part with him.


    A new month had started, so I wondered how much time I had left.


    I got the trash in a bag before I opened the door and threw it in the collection area. I was about to close


    the door when I suddenly caught someone hiding around the corner and spying on me with bloodshot


    eyes. Frightened, I jumped and hurried to close the door.


    Unfortunately, I was toote. The man hiding around the corner rushed over and used his foot to stop


    the door from closing entirely. He panted after that.


    I rxed a little when I took a closer look and realize that the lunatic in question was Lyle. Thank the


    heavens that he is not some robber or criminal. Unfortunately, as the fear within me dissipated, the


    hatred in me bloomed. Iined impatiently. “Lyle Smith, haven’t we already made things clear?


    What are you still doing here? Are you here to ask about Crystal as well? You saw her get on the ship


    with your own eyes, so will you please stop pestering me over her?”


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    I have received countless calls after I got my old number back. Everyone was asking about Crystal,


    and I heard all sorts of insults and curses. At that point, I really hoped that Crystal would show up. I


    might actually hunt her down and bring her back just to get some peace and quiet.


    “No, we didn’t make things clear. It is not clear at all,” insisted Lyle before he forced his way into the


    house and said, “I regretted my decision, Yvonne. I truly regret the way I treated you. What should I


    do? I don’t want to lose you.”


    What did regret feel like? It was probably best described as that immense heartache that burned one’s


    soul upon thinking about a person or an incident. That was the first time I saw that on Lyle’s expression


    when I looked at him closely.


    He didn’t say anything but just look at me fixedly.


    There was a time when we shared a bed, and we were so close that all he needed to do was reach out.


    If he had tried, even a little, to get to know me, or if he had a passing thought of doing right. I wouldn’t


    have left him.


    Unfortunately, it was toote when he finally learned everything. I had left when he turned around and


    tried to be better. He was an id*ot who cared for a fake treasure chest and lost the real prize in the


    process.


    He was so devastated that he almost killed himself when Crystal abandoned him on that forsaken


    ind. At that time, he was ridiculously jealous of Christopher. I was the woman who was supposed to


    love him; instead, I was taking care of Christopher now. We were supposed to go through thick and thin


    together, but Lyle practically tossed that love away.


    “Our rtionship is in the past. Seriously, don’t you think that it is a little toote to say all this now?” I


    comined as I red unhappily at him. I gestured the door to get him to leave.


    “No, it’s not toote,” said Lyle. He acted like he had suddenly gone nuts and hugged me tightly in his


    arms before he added, “We can start all over. We can pretend that this is just the beginning. You are


    only twenty-two, and I am just twenty-three, so we’re just two youngsters. Yvonne, please give me


    another chance.”


    “Let go of me, you a*shole! What do you take me for? An emotionless doll that you can treat however


    you want?” I growled and was so angry that I pped him across his face. That p was so hard that


    my palm was going numb, but he didn’t react to it. He simply pushed me onto the coffee table.


    “Go on, p me. Your anger will dissipate, and you will return to your old self after that. Yvonne, you


    were supposed to be mine. You were my wife. Christopher is the one at fault. He seduced you and


    blinded your judgment, and that is why you left me. Tonight, I want you to be my wife. We can have a


    future together, Yvonne.”