Sean did not notice her expression. He held her hand stubbornly and laughed.
“Yvette, I’m really happy today.”
Seeing that Sean did not advance any further, Yvette gradually relaxed.
“Happy? You’re happy because you’re addicted to crime, right?”
The corners of Sean’s mouth twitched, and his throat moved.
“I never thought that I’d be so successful one day. I thought my life was over.”
Yvette looked at him mockingly.
“You’re happy that you abandoned your bright future?”
Sean said, “Now, I have my own career, and you’re back by my side. Yvette, I can give you whatever you want. No one in this world loves you more than I do.”
Yvette fell silent when she heard his seemingly affectionate words.
She looked out into the dark with erratic eyes.
Love?
If he loved her, would he have traded her for business?
Yvette did not believe that Sean loved her.
In the beginning, she already knew that he was a narcissistic opportunist and that what he loved most was himself.
At this moment, she seemed to be able to feel the emptiness and desolation in Sean’s world.
It was also indescribably lonely.
Sean did not want to be like the others downstairs who would play around with random women when they had an urge.
While Sean fell into the underground world, he still wanted to grasp the warmth of love.
What a complicated person.
Sean was not like this before.
He used to be ambitious and worked hard to be successful, but there were too many schemes and transactions that made him feel lost and depressed.
Sean no longer had a way out once he decided to be in this business.
Yvette quietly looked at the man who seemed to have fallen asleep. His face ignited some of her memories.
In the end, everything stopped on New Year’s Eve, when he barged into her house and tore her life apart.
Yvette hated him more than she loved him.
If she fell in love with Sean again, how could she face Lance?
Her chest felt sore and swollen. However, when she thought about Tate, she felt like she could breathe easier.
This was their little secret.
The next morning, the light poured into the room, and Yvette slowly woke up.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she met the man’s affectionate eyes.
She froze for a moment and turned her head away. The man hugged her from behind and kissed her.
“Yvette, shall we make a baby?”
Sean felt the person in his arms stiffen up.
Yvette turned her head and looked at him in shock.
“Are you crazy?”
Sean squinted his eyes. “I’m not crazy. Weren’t you preparing to conceive? It’s all the same who you have a baby with anyway.”
Moreover, ever since Sean knew that Yvette was preparing for pregnancy, he was vaguely looking forward to having a child with her.
Their baby would be gorgeous and adorable, just like Yvette.
However, at this moment, Yvette’s expression was glum.
“I don’t want to get pregnant. If you want a baby, get another woman to give birth. I will never have a baby.”
Sean’s eyes became colder. His voice was frigid, and he slowly got up.
“You don’t want a baby, or do you not want to have my child?”
There were two questions, but only one answer.
Sean knew the answer, but he forced her to discard her thoughts.
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