Looking coldly at the man who changed his face, Yvette finally felt satisfied.
But this was far from enough to offset the pain she had suffered before.
She said sarcastically, "Anyway, the person I should thank the most is you, Mr. Wolseley. If you hadn't been so generous to divorce me, I wouldn't have had the chance to be with Charlie justifiably."
Seeing the man's darkened face, Yvette smiled brightly from the bottom of her heart.
"Charlie likes children very much. We'll give birth to two and live a peaceful and happy life."
"Impossible!"
Lance reached out and grabbed her shoulder, his eyes almost spitting out the fire. "I won't let you have a child with him!"
Yvette looked at him with a sneer. "Mr. Wolseley, are you qualified to say this to me? My ex-husband doesn't allow me to have children. Is there such a rule?"
Lance gritted his teeth. "I said no."
