Chapter 872

Stella grunted and closed her eyes, refusing to look at him.

The moment she shut her eyes, she felt sleepy.

It did not take long before her breathing evened out.

Weston hugged her and kissed her on her hair.

“It seems you really don‘t remember what day it is.”

He sighed gently, but his voice was hoarse.

“Never mind. It‘s a good thing not to remember.”

They would have a new wedding anniversary in a while.

It was just a day in the past. It did not matter anymore if she had forgotten about it.

His eyes glowed with infinite tenderness as he hugged her tighter.

In the dark

Her eyes slowly opened, as she lay in his arms.

She had sobered up a good bit. In fact, she remembered everything.

It was their wedding anniversary.

They had never actually celebrated their anniversary, having gotten married in a flash.

To Weston, she was just a tool to piss Guinevere off but to her, it was a dream that came true.



Just when she was full of joy and wanted to celebrate their anniversary with him, he handed her the
divorce paper.

And there was no room given for negotiation.

Stella felt her hands shaking as she signed the papers, but there was nothing she could do.

It was just a few days before their anniversary.

All she could think about was how she would celebrate with him.

But all he was thinking about was that Guinevere was pregnant and he was going to marry her.

It was why the saying that everything was unpredictable existed.

In less than two years, everything had changed.

Yvonne returned home feeling a little uneasy.

Although she wanted to piss Lucas off at first, she was still a little frightened when Weston told her that
he sent him the surveillance footage.

After all, if he really did see her enjoying herself with the young men, it would indeed make her feel
guilty.

She had prepared herself mentally countless times at the gate, but what would happen next went
completely out of her expectation.

There was no one at home.

The room was empty..

Yvonne stood for a long time before calling Lucas.



The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered it.

Yvonne looked at the clock. He should be off work by this time, but he was probably occupied by
something urgent.

She chose her words carefully and sent him a text.

However, after showering and sobering up, she still didn‘t receive a reply.

Yvonne began to worry.

He was not angry with her, was he?

Could it be that he did not want to care about her anymore after he watched the footage? Or was he so
busy with work that he had not seen it yet?

In short, no matter which one it was, it was not the result that Yvonne wanted.

She poured herself another glass of wine.

If Lucas were home, he would‘ve never allowed her to drink so much, especially in the middle of the
night.

If Yvonne deliberately went against him, she would inevitably get lectured.

Although Lucas was very busy, he was very strong physically.

Hence, if he did it a few times with her, she would immediately fall back to sleep, too tired to go back to
drinking. When she thought of the days and nights they had spent together, Yvonne closed her eyes and
could not sleep.

The clock showed that it was already one in the morning.



After a moment‘s deliberation, she made a call to Lucas.

This time, someone answered, but it was a woman who picked up the call.

“I‘m sorry, but Dr. Quirk is resting now. May I know if you need anything?”

When she heard the voice, anger simmered, and she raised her voice by a few notches.


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