Chapter 93 He Seems to Care About the Baby
Lance tightened his grip on the steering wheel and asked urgently, “What happened?”
Lena cried out of breath, “Ms. Myers just got up and felt dizzy. She fell down the stairs.”
“Did you call the ambulance?”
“Yes.”
Then, Yazmin’s mournful cry came from the phone.
“Ah… My head hurts, and my legs hurt too… Woo, where is Lance? I want to see Lance…”
It was obvious that the coquettish cry had been planned.
Yvette almost wanted to vomit when she heard this.
But Lance could not tell and even preferred this.
“Which hospital?” Lance asked.
Hearing this, Yvette felt that there was no need for her to continue staying in the car.
Rather than waiting to be driven out of the car by him, it was better for her to take the initiative.
She opened the door, got out of the car, and walked straight ahead.
Her phone was broken by Lance. She couldn’t even buy a high-speed rail ticket now. She could only walk to
the public transportation station and prepare to take a taxi to the high-speed railway station.
The eye-catching supercar behind her drove forward with an arrogant buzzing sound.
Yvette stood in the same place and smiled self-deprecatingly.
Sure enough, she was always left behind.
Yazmin was a gap that she could never cross.
Well, she had been abandoned too many times and was now immune to it.
She would not be too sad.
After a while, a taxi stopped.
Yvette reached out to pull open the car door and was about to get into the car.
“Beep!”
Behind her, there was suddenly a loud sound of a horn, and it was pressed incessantly.
Yvette turned around. It was the supercar returning.
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Behind the windscreen, Lance’s handsome features were clearly visible.
He rolled down the window and said clearly, “Get over here.”
Someone behind her urged, “Miss, are you going to take it or not? If not, I will take it.”
Yvette came back to her senses and hurriedly got out of the way.
When the taxi left, the supercar stopped in front of her again.
Yvette was afraid of being noticed, so she got into the car.
After sitting down, Lance leaned over and asked, “Why did you leave?”
Yvette subconsciously shrank back, her fingers clutching the edge of the seat. Her watery eyes widened as she
looked at him.
In the end, he only helped her fasten her seat belt.
However, after fastening her seat belt, he still maintained his posture and looked at her with deep eyes. “Why
are you so afraid of me? Am I a dreadful monster?”
He did not touch her. Just by getting close, he could make her so sensitive.
Yvette did not even dare to breathe loudly. Afraid of any touch with him, she turned her face and said, “No.”
Lance did not want to delay the departure time and so reluctantly let her go.
“Didn’t you go to see Yazmin?” Yvette was a little suspicious.
Lance glanced at her and said, “Your ears are quite sharp. Did I say I would go?”
Yvette was speechless. The loudspeaker was on, and she could hear things.
“I sent someone else over,” Lance explained.
Yvette did not speak. She did not want to trouble him at all.
“You don’t have to send me there yourself. It’s also very convenient for me to go there myself.”
Lance frowned. “Is it? Do you want to take a high-speed train? You are pregnant now. What if you are squeezed and knocked?”
Yvette didn’t speak.
She could not respond. For a moment, she felt that he seemed to care a lot about the baby.
But, how could it be?
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