Lance was motionless, and he seemed to have no intention of getting out of the car.
Yvette's expression looked serious, and she was about to get out of the car.
Lance was anxious and called out to her, "Yvette. Belle..."
Yvette looked at Lance. Lance said in a low voice, "Belle must have been scared today. I am afraid that she will be worried and want to see her."
These words made Yvette hesitant.
Lance knew that Yvette cared most about how Belle felt.
So he continued, "Let me go and see Belle. I promise that I won't appear in front of you every day. Can you let me see her tonight?"
Lance put his self-esteem away and pleaded in a low voice.
Yvette's hand that was pulling the car's doorknob paused.
"Yvette, I beg you. Let me see Belle tonight."
While seeing that Lance's handsome face was paled by illness, Yvette couldn't help but be touched.
But it was not enough to dissolve the solid ice in her heart.
