In an instant, it was like a certain scene overlapped.
Lance's Adam's apple bobbed, and memories of the past flashed through his mind.
The last moment they spent together five years ago was also like this. At that time, she wanted to divorce, and he wanted to force her to stay.
At this time, a waiter passed by with food.
Lance saw this and was afraid that the waiter would bump into Yvette, so he quickly reached out to pull her over.
Unexpectedly, Yvette saw him reach out his hand and habitually dodged backward. Her slender waist collided with the corner of the dining table. She frowned and let out a low groan.
Lance held his breath, and the back of his hand froze in the air.
He lowered his hand and suppressed the bitterness in his heart. "You hate me so much?"
She hated him so much that she would rather hurt herself than let him touch her.
