Yvette thought, ask him to stop?
Doesn't it mean that I will go back on my words?
If that is the case, won't my previous efforts be in vain?
Yvette didn't want to give it up. She endured the pain and said, "There are still one and a half hours left."
Lance turned her head away. His hoarse voice mixed with extreme dissatisfaction.
"Are you sure?"
Yvette pursed her lips. Even though her tears were forced out, she stubbornly refused to compromise.
Lance stared at her flushed cheeks and let out a mysterious laugh.
That smile did not seem like a happy smile.
Yvette's entire body tensed up and she did not feel too good. Even the hand that was supporting her waist seemed to have cooled down.
Sure enough, Lance stopped smiling and his voice was so cold. "Then, as you wish."
Then, he pressed his hands down fiercely. Yvette could not even shout and had no choice but to grab the railing with one hand.
