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When Steven came back later, he walked in to find a big mess. Iona was sitting on the floor, crying, and told him about what had happened as soon as she saw him.
Steven looked upset after learning about everything and asked Yvonne. “You’ve been causing a fuss since morning, What’s going on? What do you want?
“Also, the company gave you a three–day leave. Why didn’t you say anything? You didn’t even answer the phone, making me wait downstairs for over two hours.”
Yvonne glanced at him, her face calm, and said coolly, “I waited for you so long before. I didn’t lose my temper like you are now.” Her voice was calm, and with no extra explanation, she turned to go upstairs.
Upon hearing that, lona mocked, “With the lousy job you’re doing, how much money can you really make in a year? Everything you eat, use, and wear–isn’t it all provided by Steven? Honestly, I have no idea what your work is even for.”
Yvonne smiled, thinking they both seemed to forget that in the year Steven’s startup failed, it was her so–called “lousy job” that got them through.
During those tough days, she lived frugally and worked hard just to keep their lives going. But now, they easily forgot all those sacrifices.
Yvonne and Steven stayed at the Chapin residence that night. Yvonne was reading in the room when Steven came in. glanced at her, tossed his phone and jacket aside, and went straight to the bathroom.
Suddenly, his phone got a new message. She glanced at it out of habit. [Darling, you promised me you wouldn’t touch her tonight. You better keep your word, or I won’t talk to you anymore.]
Yvonne turned her gaze away. A short while later, Steven came out of the bathroom with just a towel around his waist. She couldn’t miss the deep hickey on his collarbone like it was shouting out to everyone.
Following her gaze, Steven looked down and suddenly laughed, “She was really upset today. It took me a long time to calm her. She knows I’m with you tonight and made quite a fuss.”
Yvonne looked up at him and let out a mocking laugh. “Steven, do you keep treating me like this because you think I won’t leave?”
Steven paused a bit while drying his hair. A sudden tension gripped him as he saw Yvonne’s indifferent look, sparking a bit of anger in him.
He said, “Yvonne, after all these years of us being together, and with my family taking you in, you won’t actually leave. This is how things are in this circle. Isn’t it common for men with status to have a few women?
“You don’t know how long I was the joke back then, and now they’re all envious of me.”
Yvonne knew what he meant. Naturally, they envied him for having a peaceful wife at home and an array of flings outside.
“Are you so sure?” she said.
Steven thought for a moment, tossed the towel aside, and smiled, “Honey, I know I’ve gone a bit too far lately. Don’t worry, I’ll tone it down from now on and won’t have her disturb you again.
“You’ll always be my number one. How about I spend three days a week at home with you?”
He spoke while walking over to the wardrobe, pulled out a black lace camisole dress, and placed it in Yvonne’s hand.
He added, “Babe, I’ve been after you for so many years. There’s no way I don’t want you. I just want to have some fun. No matter what, I’ll always come home. If you wear this tonight, I—”
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Yvonne threw the dress on the ground and stood up, saying coldly, “Don’t treat me like those other women you see.” With that, she headed into the bathroom.
Steven paused for a moment, a sudden wave of panic washing over him. He felt as if Yvonne was about to vanish into thin
air.
But then he thought about their past–those happy memories flashed in his mind. ‘She owes my family a debt of gratitude. so how could she ever leave? I must be overthinking it, he told himself in his mind.
Steven waited in the room for a long time, but Yvonne still didn’t come out. He was getting restless. Ever since he had an affair three years ago, Yvonne hadn’t been with him, she thought he was disgusting.
He wondered, ‘She’s my wife, and it was just a physical affair, not an emotional one. Is that disgusting? I missed her, and tonight, no matter what, I have to-
Just then, his phone rang. He looked down, confused as to why Reid was calling him at this time.
“Reid?”
“Did you sleep?” asked Reid.
“Not yet. I’m at my mom’s place.”
Reid paused on the other end and then continued, “Is your wife with you?”
“Yeah. What’s up?”
With a “click” of the lighter, Reid lit a cigarette, took a drag, and said slowly, “Well, isn’t your company about to go public?
“I’m having dinner with some folks from the stock exchange tonight and thought of inviting you along, but it seems like you might be busy.”
Steven immediately replied, “I’m free. Reid, send me the address and I’ll head over right away.”
Reid chuckled softly, “Alright, hurry up then.”
“Okay.” Steven hung up the phone and quickly changed clothes. His eyes lit up instantly, and an excited look appeared on his face.
Even though Reid was his friend, there was a world of difference in their power. The Simmons family was a top–tier wealthy clan, ranking among the top 100 globally. Many wanted to cozy up to them, yet Steven had managed to make friends with Reid.
Over the years, Steven had relied on the scraps that had slipped through Reid’s fingers to get to where he was today. Missing out on Reid’s resources was not an option.
“Honey, I’m going out for a bit, and I won’t be back tonight,” Steven said, rushing out.
Yvonne was in the bathroom and naturally heard the phone call earlier. By the time she came out, Steven had already left. She sat at the dressing table drying her hair, casually took out her phone, and sent a message: [Plan canceled for tonight.]
[Got it, Ms. Stark.] The reply came swiftly.
Yvonne deleted the messages and then saw a text from an unknown number: [I got him out of the way for you tonight. How are you going to thank me?]
Reid had texted her from a new number. Yvonne glanced at it but didn’t reply.
After a while, he texted again: [Forget it, it’s not worth it. I’ll just tell him to return.]
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Yvonne hadn’t planned to respond, but after a moment, something came to mind, and she replied: [What do you want?]
Reid: [I’m drunk. Come pick me up.]
Yvonne: [Okay, but there’s a catch.]
Reid: [Alright, I’ll go along with that.]
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Reid had given the address of a club located in the busy part of the city, with luxurious decor and bright lights. When Yvonne arrived, Reid’s bodyguard, Henry Carter, was already waiting downstairs.
“Ms. Stark, Mr. Simmons is waiting for you upstairs,” Henry said. Yvonne followed him up.
Henry guided her to a quiet room and opened the door. “Please, Ms. Stark,” he said. Yvonne walked in slowly, and Henry gently closed the door and stood outside.
The room was softly lit. Reid was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. His slightly red from drinking, making him appear even more attractive.
He glanced at Yvonne, gave a smile, and motioned with his hand. “Come here.”
eyes looked a bit sleepy and his cheeks were
Yvonne slowly walked over. Reid chuckled softly, then suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender wrist, pulling her into his arms. His move was so quick that Yvonne couldn’t react in time.
“You-” she started.
“Quiet.” Reid gently put his finger on Yvonne’s lips, a hint of a smile in his eyes. Yvonne was a bit surprised, her body stiff as she leaned against him, unsure how to react.
Reid lowered his head slightly and whispered in her ear, “Listen.”
Yvonne looked in the direction he indicated and realized that the room was divided by just a screen. A heavy curtain hung on this side. Even though she couldn’t see the other side, she could clearly hear the sounds from there.
At that moment, the door closed next door, followed by a playful voice. “Darling, why did you drink so much?”
The voice was full of concern and a touch of playfulness, and Yvonne knew right away it was Sharon.
Steven, his voice slurred with drunkenness, said, “Uh, I’m just happy today.” It was clear he had had quite a lot to drink. Steven met some of the top people from the stock exchange, and they were all positive about his company, even saying he was quite talented for someone so young. He felt a bit full of himself, and he ended up drinking more than usual.
“Darling, let’s go home,” Sharon said again.
“Home, yeah, I should go home now. My wife is waiting for me there.”
Reid got closer to Yvonne and whispered, “What do you think would happen if he knew that his wife was right next door figuring out how to deal with them?”
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