Chapter 82 Slapping Yvette

Yvette cut me off before I was done. She said flatly, "I told you to stay at the hotel because I needed to talk to you when I got back. Why did you refuse to wait for me and head home with Lila instead?" Yvette's words from that night played in my mind. Flinching, I shot her a look of confusion. What did she mean? Her side profile was breathtakingly beautiful. She was calm and composed. I couldn't tell her emotions from her response, but I felt pressured in her presence. Somehow, she looked like she was trying hard to rein something in. "I came home because firstly, I was done with my work, and secondly, I did not want to stay. What was the thing you wanted to talk to me about? Was it important? Tell me now, then. I'm listening." I thought that Yvette was using the discussion as an excuse to keep me away from Lila. However, she looked like she really had something to discuss with me. Yvette flashed me a soft smile. Staring at the computer screen, she dodged my question and said w