Chapter 139 Who Should Leave
Albert's eyes had a hint of red, his gaze cold and narrow.
Yvette said calmly, "I had the abortion and signed the papers. No need for the act."
Albert's expression turned icy, his face dark with hostility. "You don't trust me?"
Yvette looked down. "How can I?"
Albert repeated in his mind, 'She doesn't trust me.'
His heart sank. Since she didn't trust him, there was no point in explaining.
He buried his feelings deep inside.
Albert smirked, said nothing, and left the office.
The door slammed shut, making Yvette's heart tremble.
Feeling numb, Yvette unlocked the door with shaky hands.
Hearing the door, Lassie peeked out.
Seeing Yvette, Lassie was stunned and rushed over. "Where have you been? We were worried!"
Yvette, annoyed by her loud voice, frowned but stayed calm. "I'm an adult. A week without contact isn't a big deal."
Lassie was displeased. "You lied about a business trip. Albert checked and found out you weren't! What were you really doing?"
Yvette stayed silent, pursing her lips.
Lassie sighed. "We're worried. Even if you don't tell me, at least tell Albert! You're carrying his child, running around and not answering his phone. What if he gets angry? You need to behave!"
Yvette found Lassie's words grating. She frowned and looked her in the eye. "So what if he's angry? Mom, you can't still be dreaming that he's gonna support us, can you?"
"What dream?" Lassie glared. "He's your husband. Stop pissing him off."
"He won't be for long," Yvette said. "I had the abortion, and we signed the divorce papers. Just waiting to finalize."
Lassie was stunned. "What did you say?"
Yvette repeated, "The baby is gone, and Albert and I will soon be divorced. Time to wake up."
Lassie was in shock.
She couldn't believe it.
"What are you saying? This isn't a joke!" Lassie raised her hand to hit Yvette but stopped. "Don't joke about this!"
"I'm not joking." Yvette took out her surgery documents. "I've signed the divorce papers and given them to Albert. We'll finalize when he's available."
Lassie stood there, chest heaving, taking a while to process.
Lassie said, "It's okay if you had an abortion. Once you're better, getting pregnant again is easy. Are you really divorcing just because of the abortion?"
"Yeah," Yvette said, slinging her bag over her shoulder. "Get real. I'm going to my room."
The room was pitch dark.
Outside, the sun was bright, but thick curtains blocked it all out.
Albert lay on the couch, eyes closed, surrounded by the smell of tobacco.
He took a deep drag, flicked the ash, and exhaled smoke that blurred his face.
Albert had a sharp memory. Even after seeing the divorce papers once, every clause was etched in his mind.
From the abortion to the obedient divorce, to the settlement.
Albert's eyes flashed coldly. It seemed whatever brought Yvette to him would eventually take her away.
The money squeezed from the Valdemar family was probably more than he could offer.
Because of the money, she had the abortion without discussing it, getting rid of his child.
Thinking about it gave Albert a headache.
He rubbed his temples, stubbed out his cigarette, and abruptly got up.
He grabbed his car keys and left.
Yvette finished her work and was ready to leave.
She had received a lot of kindness today, which slightly improved her mood.
Yvette was about to leave with her bag when the office door opened.
Albert walked in with a dark expression.
Yvette was surprised and frowned. "What are you doing here?"
"Yvette," Albert said, standing in front of her, looking down. "You made the wrong decision."
Yvette was puzzled. "What do you mean?"
"The Valdemar family is wealthier, but don't you know? The inheritance my mother left me is no less than their assets." Albert's lips curled in disdain. "If the child had been born, staying with me would have given you much more than the settlement."
Yvette swallowed, looking at Albert in disbelief. "So you think I agreed to the abortion and divorce for the money?"
Albert's eyes were cold. "Isn't that the case?"
Yvette's chest heaved. She wasn't thinking about how wronged she felt. Instead, she recalled when she knew Albert didn't want the child or her, the moment she heard the baby had stopped developing, and her near breakdown during the surgery.
To Albert, all of this was just about money.
Yvette was furious and thought, 'It was his plan, and now he's blaming me?'
She laughed coldly, meeting his eyes. "So what? The Valdemar family's money will be mine once we divorce. But who knows when I'll see what you promised?"
Albert's gaze was cold, his emotions turbulent, but his face remained expressionless.
His hands clenched, veins bulging.
He suppressed his emotions, asking with restraint, "Yvette, did you have no feelings for this child? Did you kill it just for the money?"
