Chapter 274 She Likes Owen, How Could I Stand For That

Peter sucked in a sharp breath, quickly covering up his reaction with an awkward cough. His gaze darted away, as if afraid that lingering even a second too long would land him in unnecessary trouble. But before I could react, Yvette suddenly grabbed me and pulled me into a tight embrace. She lifted her delicate face that was still tinged with irritation as her eyes burned with frustration. She was pissed that I had lumped her in with Randall. Her anger was unmistakable. Her words echoed in my ears, and my expression immediately darkened. My emotions tangled together—irritation, resentment, and something unnameable boiling beneath the surface. A fire ignited inside me. I forcefully pried her fingers off one by one, breaking free from her relentless grip. My gaze turned ice-cold as I looked straight at her. "Keep dreaming. I'll never have kids with you. So, stop indulging in these ridiculous fantasies." Yvette's hand trembled slightly in midair as she stared at me. The storm in her