Yvette was dumbfounded.
She was a little confused. Wasn't he the one who had asked her to sign the divorce agreement?
Before she could speak, Lance had stood up straight and said in a cold voice, "Don't forget to have dinner at the old mansion tonight."
Seeing that he was leaving, Yvette called out from behind him.
"Mr. Wolseley."
When Lance heard her voice, he frowned and stopped. Then, he saw her put on a serious face and asked, "What about next Monday?"
Lance's eyelids twitched again.
Was he crazy? Why did he stop?
"As you wish."
Lance said with a dark face and heavily closed the door of the office.
After getting an accurate answer, Yvette felt pain in her heart and a sense of relief.
Since she had decided to let go, she hoped it could end as soon as possible.
After the divorce, she would not have to face him from time to time.
No matter how long it would take to forget him.
