Chapter 229 Yvette, Come Out Here!
David took Cheryl and Yvette out for a day of fun. When Albert heard about it, he was fuming.
David had just stirred the pot by suggesting he might divorce Yvette, and now he was out having a good time with both Cheryl and Yvette.
It was clear David didn't give a damn about Albert's warning.
Albert's chest was heaving with anger. He quickly found Cheryl's servant, got the location, and drove over in a hurry.
As soon as he stepped into the farm stay, a wave of nostalgia hit him. This place held precious summer memories for the three of them.
Ironically, only David and Yvette seemed to remember those times; Albert had completely forgotten.
Albert couldn't decide if he was more pissed at David's scheming or at himself for forgetting such important memories.
Just as he walked in, Roy came out of the kitchen.
Seeing Albert, Roy greeted him warmly, "Your chicken's already being prepared. It should be ready around noon. Your wife's quite the chicken catcher! City girls usually don't manage that. You're a lucky man!"
Albert wasn't used to strangers being so familiar. "Yeah," he nodded, not saying much more.
Following the signs inside the farm stay, Albert was about to find them when he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
His face turned grim. Roy had mistaken him for David, which made sense. But calling Yvette his wife meant Roy really thought David and Yvette were married!
Albert's veins bulged, and he clenched his fists, striding out to the backyard.
As he stepped into the backyard, he saw Cheryl by the chicken coops, looking thoughtful. Following her gaze, he saw Yvette with her back to him, looking down at her arm. David was walking towards her, concern in his eyes.
David grabbed her arm, and Albert felt a surge of anger. He couldn't hold back and almost ran towards them.
"David, let go of her hand," Albert said in a deep voice.
Both of them looked up, surprised. Yvette quickly pulled her hand away from David, hiding it behind her back like she'd been caught doing something wrong.
David's face darkened, his eyes cold as he stared at Albert.
Their reactions were like one being caught cheating and the other having their good deed interrupted.
Albert's presence grew even more intense. He stared at Yvette, his voice cold. "Yvette, come here!"
Cheryl looked displeased. "Why are you throwing a fit as soon as you get here?"
"Grandma," Albert said coldly, "You brought my wife and my brother here; why didn't you call me?"
Cheryl looked at him, puzzled, "Do you think the Valdemars who refuse to come with me would willingly accompany me to a place like this?"
Albert's jaw tightened, his expression controlled.
Seeing the reactions of the three, Cheryl almost confirmed her earlier suspicions. She sneered, "They came with me, and I've been watching them the whole time. Don't throw a tantrum in my presence."
With Cheryl's warning, no matter how pissed Albert was, he didn't dare say anything in front of her.
Yvette walked out of the chicken coops, her black shoes stained with dirt. She stomped her feet and pretended not to see Albert, saying to Cheryl, "Grandma, that chicken is pretty big. Should be enough for all of us."
Cheryl had also brought two servants and Milton today. Hearing this, she glanced at Albert, grumbling, "It should be enough, but with Albert here, I'm not so sure."
"It should be enough," Yvette said softly. "He doesn't eat much chicken."
Cheryl remarked, "You know him quite well."
Saying this, Cheryl turned to look at David, his expression dark, completely different from his usual gentle demeanor. Cheryl frowned and said to David, "David, I'm a bit tired. Accompany me back to the room to rest. Let Albert and Yvette pick out the fish."
The weather was great today. Albert and Yvette stood face to face under the sun, neither speaking first.
Yvette felt that Albert's gaze was even more scorching than the direct sunlight, making her extremely uncomfortable.
At that moment, Roy found Yvette. "I heard you got hurt, so I brought some iodine for you to disinfect."
Yvette took the iodine and cotton swabs and said, "Thank you."
Roy glanced several times at Albert, hesitated to speak, and then turned to leave.
The tense atmosphere between the two was broken, and Albert finally spoke.
His voice was hoarse, with a hint of questioning, "Yvette, why didn't you tell me you went out with David?"
Yvette paused while unscrewing the iodine bottle and said indifferently, "Didn't grandma explain? You're not the type to enjoy these family outings."
"So you pretended to be a couple with him, just to have a little fun?" Albert's voice was tight with anger. "Do you find it exciting, playing games with twin brothers?"
Yvette choked, looking at Albert incredulously. "Albert, do you even hear yourself? What's wrong with going out with David and Cheryl?"
Albert stared at Yvette, stating, "Everyone here thinks you're married."
Yvette patiently explained, "We're friends, we've known each other for many years. I'm living with Cheryl now, and he's Cheryl's grandson. It's quite natural for us to go out together."
Albert inquired, "So what if you've known each other for many years? Haven't we known each other for many years too?"
"No, we only met a few years ago." Yvette stubbornly looked away, saying, "You can't even remember what happened before."
Albert's jaw tightened. Losing the memories of his time with Yvette in the countryside was something Albert didn't want to mention. Now, being brought up by Yvette to defend her relationship with David made Albert's chest heave even more violently.
"No matter how long you've known each other, you're my wife, and he's my twin brother." Albert said coldly, "You're not just failing to avoid suspicion; you're practically flaunting it. Is it so difficult to be a respectable woman, Yvette?"
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