Chapter 61 The Man in My Dream Doesn't Eat Mushrooms

I froze briefly before realization hit me. Yvette had no idea she was the woman in my diary. I no longer felt as embarrassed. I yanked my hand out of her grasp and straightened up. Then, I forced a smile. "I'll get close to whoever I want. I don't interfere with you and Randall, so don't poke your nose in my business. Yvett's hand hung frozen in the air before she laughed coldly. "So, what you're saying is, you don't care if I'm seeing other men, and I shouldn't care if you're thinking about other women and planning to cheat on me?" That wasn't what I meant, but as I thought about it, why not? We were getting a divorce anyway. "Enough talking. Change your clothes. Don't blame me for not warning you if we miss the flight." Yvette's face darkened. She lowered her gaze and looked at me with an icy glare. "Owen, I suggest you stop testing me." I didn't understand the weight of her warning. Instead, I brushed off her words, scoffed, and walked out of the room without looking back.