Chasing After My Beloved Wife novel Chapter 17

Yvon's signature smile appeared, but then he immediately frowned. "I just came back and heard from the servants that you are going to move out? Is that true?"

Joye replied affirmatively. Time would pass quickly if she didn't see Shawn. A month later, she would be a free bird after the divorce procedures were completed.

"Since you have decided to move out, I support you. I happened to drive here. Pack up, I will send you to your new place."

Yvon's smile was gentle. He behaved like a gentleman. If it wasn't for his uniform reminding her of his identity, it was hard to imagine that the warm man in front of her was a heroic big shot.

Joye wanted to refuse, but she looked into his sincere eyes and agreed instead. "Sorry for troubling you."

After packing up her luggage, Yvon helped to carry it to the car. Baird did not want her to leave, but he patted her hand with a smile and told her, "Be careful when you’re living alone out there. Also, remember to visit Grandpa sometimes."

Joye nodded hard, and her eyes couldn't help but tear up a little. Even if there was one day when she had nothing to do with Shawn anymore, she would always cherish Baird's kindness and try her best to be filial to him.

The luggage was put into the trunk, and the car started. Her eyes unconsciously swept through the crowd, but she did not see that familiar figure.

"Let’s go."

She quickly withdrew her gaze and nodded in agreement.

The car started slowly and soon they reached the highway. Then, Yvon said, "When I came back, I saw Shawn driving away. It seems that he has something urgent to deal with."

"Really? He has nothing to do with me."

Joye's hand froze and she turned to look out of the window with a smile. She knew him well. He would not stay and see her off.

"Let’s listen to some music. There are a lot of new catchy songs lately."

As he spoke, he pressed play on the radio, but his hand that was holding the steering wheel tightened. It was true that he met Shawn just now, but Shawn didn't rush out.

They were listening to a happy song, but Joye didn't feel happy at all. On the contrary, she felt more and more depressed as if her heart was locked inside a cage. It looked like she had broken free, but she felt empty.

After 20 minutes, the car finally stopped downstairs of her rented apartment. She unfastened her seat belt, got out of the car, and went to the trunk to get her luggage, but was still one step behind Yvon.