Chapter 189 Don't Pretend to Be Shy with Me
The soreness wrapped around Yvette like a tight blanket, making her shift uncomfortably. She let out a groan without meaning to, the pain in certain spots too much to ignore.
As her mind cleared, Yvette woke up fully, feeling every bit of discomfort in her body. She glanced down at herself. Her clothes were scattered all over the car seat, and she was barely covered by a man's jacket. A wave of fear crashed over her, and she clutched the jacket tightly, panic setting in.
"You're awake?" A familiar, deep voice broke the silence, sounding even huskier than usual.
Yvette looked up, locking eyes with Albert through the car window. He took a drag from his cigarette, then slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.
He had been leaning against the car door. Hearing Yvette stir, he stood up and looked at her through the window. Through the swirling smoke, their eyes met.
Yvette's shock was clear, and Albert smiled coldly. He asked in a deep voice, "How do you plan to get back?"
Yvette's scalp prickled. Albert had done it again—had sex with her in the car. Her body started to tremble. She clutched the jacket tighter and demanded, "Albert, what did you do?"
Her voice shook, almost breaking into a sob, making Albert frown. He stubbed out his cigarette, turned around, crossing his arms, and looked at her leisurely. They spoke through the open car window. "What did I do? Want me to turn on the dashcam and show you what really happened? We can see who's at fault here."
Yvette was stunned, asking, "What do you mean?"
Albert replied, "You were the one who wanted to have sex with me."
Yvette knew she had been drugged. She glared at Albert and said, "We're about to get divorced, and you took advantage of me. You're disgusting!"
Seeing her act like she had forgotten everything, Albert sneered, "Yvette, you've been drugged multiple times and had sex with others. Don't pretend to be shy with me."
Yvette looked at Albert in disbelief. So, this was how he saw her. She had indeed been drugged twice due to her carelessness. But having sex with others? That was just nonsense.
Yvette felt a lump in her throat, her nose burning with a mix of hurt and anger. Her eyes welled up, and even though she bit her lip to hold them back, tears still streamed down her cheeks.
Yvette lowered her face, no longer answering Albert's questions, silently picking up the clothes while crying.
Whether Albert was watching or not, Yvette lifted the jacket off her body and began to put on her clothes. After all, this was already the image he had of her.
The cold moonlight slanted into the car, and Albert watched as Yvette silently put on her clothes without even raising her head.
She kept her head down, curled up in the back seat of the car, not saying a word. From Albert's angle, he could only see the top of her bowed head, looking very pitiful, making him want to reach out and touch her hair to comfort her.
Albert's heart gave a little tug. Seeing her so upset but not explaining, he wondered if he'd done something wrong.
Just then, Yvette's phone rang. She had been crying silently, but as soon as she answered, she choked out, "David."
Albert's mood flipped instantly at the mention of "David." He had just been feeling guilty about possibly wronging Yvette, but now, hearing her call that name made his earlier guilt seem laughable.
Albert's jaw clenched, and he opened the car door. He looked down coldly at Yvette and said in a deep voice, "Get out."
Yvette looked up, meeting Albert's icy gaze. His look of disgust and rejection made her heartbreak. She lowered her eyes, buttoned the last button of her clothes with one hand, and slowly got out of the car.
The soreness and pain in her body constantly reminded her of what had just happened with Albert. It also reminded her that the man who had just had sex with her was now kicking her out of the car.
With her back to Albert, she covered the phone's microphone, afraid that David would hear anything. David's gentle voice came through the phone. "What's wrong?"
Yvette quickly composed herself, sniffed, and said softly, "Nothing."
David paused, sensing something was off, and asked worriedly, "Yvette, what happened?"
Yvette looked around in confusion. This was a small road she had never been to, with hardly any cars passing by. Dense trees lined both sides of the road, their leaves swaying gently in the night breeze, making a rustling sound.
She raised her other hand, rubbing her exposed arm, and asked, "Did you need something?"
David, clearly dissatisfied with her answer, said, "I went to the hospital to see your mom, and you weren't there, so I called to check. So, Yvette, where are you now? What happened?"
Yvette lowered her eyes, glanced at her disheveled self, and bit her lip in silence. At this moment, Albert was watching her coldly from behind.
Yvette's defensive posture while talking on the phone only made Albert more displeased. It seemed like they had endless things to talk about, and the call was taking forever. He couldn't hear what Yvette was saying, only seeing her hesitant back.
Albert's brow twitched, his aura oppressive, and his face dark with gloom. He could no longer stand watching Yvette and David's intimate phone conversation and couldn't help but interrupt.
Albert's voice was cold. "Yvette," he said.
Yvette's back stiffened, and she turned around, still looking defensive. She moved the phone away from her ear slightly, looking up to listen to Albert, while her other hand covered the phone's microphone.
Albert's gaze swept over her defensive hand, and he sneered, "It seems you don't need me anymore."
Yvette frowned, took half a step back. She didn't say anything, but she slowly nodded.
The moment Yvette nodded, Albert let out a cold laugh. He gave Yvette a deep look, then turned and got into the driver's seat.
The car engine made a slight humming sound as it started. The next second, Albert rolled down the window and looked at Yvette from a distance.
Albert said coldly, "Remember to get the divorce papers. Once you have them, everything will be over."
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