Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 591

Chapter 591 

Seeing Yvette draped in Wilson’s suit jacket made Ian even more furious, and he shot Wilson an irritated glare. 

“Yvie, is he even restricting your freedom to dress? A man like this is petty; you must be careful not to keep him!” 

Noticing lan’s eagerness for Yvette to drop Wilson right then and there, Wilson’s eyes 

twitched slightly. If it weren’t for the fact that he was Yvette’s brother, he would have made Ian regret provoking him. 

“Ian, you’ve misunderstood. I don’t intend to restrict Yvie’s clothing choices; I just think this outfit is too short,” Wilson clarified. 

Remembering how those people had been staring at Yvette moments ago, the anger in his eyes deepened further. 

Ian scoffed. “Nice words, but isn’t this just your possessiveness at work?” 

Wilson fell silent for a moment, his enchanting eyes narrowing slightly. “I hope that in the future, when you see your own lover dressed like this, you can be just as generous.” 

“Of course I can!” Ian nodded without hesitation, a hint of meaning behind his words. “I won’t be as petty as some people.” 

Ian had no idea how much he’d eat his own words later because of that statement. 

Hearing this, Wilson merely shot him a half–smile, no longer continuing the debate. 

When Ian turned to look at Yvette, his gaze softened involuntarily. “Yvie, the Research Association is holding an exchange conference and has invited us to attend.” 

In the past, it was usually Barnabus who attended, but since he was still in the hospital, it fell to the two of them to attend. 

“Hmm.” 

Yvette lazily nodded in agreement. She didn’t particularly like attending these kinds of conferences, but since Barnabus was still in the hospital and Ian had just returned to Jubilife, he wasn’t familiar with everything at the research institute, so she had to go. 

“Baby, are you really just going to leave me like this?” 

Wilson’s enchanting eyes gazed at her, tinged with a hint of sorrow and grievance. He truly missed the days at the base camp when he could be by Yvette’s side anytime; now that he was back in Jubilife, Yvette was busier than he was. 

Taking advantage of the moment while Ian went to the parking lot to get the car, Yvette wrapped her arms around Wilson’s neck. She glanced around, confirming that Ian had not 

returned yet, and tiptoed to plant a light kiss on his sexy, well–shaped lips. 

Seeing Yvette looking around nervously as if they were engaging in a secret affair, Wilson felt even more frustrated. After all, he was her fiance! 

Noticing him still frowning in displeasure, Yvette lazily raised her delicate eyebrows again and then kissed him softly at the corner of his lips.