Yvette's subconscious care for him gave Lance a glimmer of hope.
He could not control his emotions and pulled her into his arms.
"Yvette, I have lived in torment after losing you for five years. I really regret it..."
Yvette was held tightly by Lance and could not see his expression.
But from his words, Yvette could feel Lance's deep regret and humbleness.
Once upon a time, the inferior one was herself.
Now, the situation changed.
However, Yvette wasn't happy, only feeling sad.
It turned out that when she was desperate, no words could move her at all.
She could feel her indifference, just like how he used to feel about her.
"Yvette, give me one last chance. I'd like our family of three to reunite. Is that okay?" Lance begged in a low voice.
Yvette allowed him to hold her. She did not struggle or resist. Nor did she have an expression.
She was like a cold statue without a trace of warmth.
