CHAPTER 236 ELLIOT’S TRUE FACE

Yvonne nodded. "Yes, I love him."

Her openness in admitting to it had surprised Elliot. Soon after, his face sank as he said, "Do you have any dignity? How can you still love him after he hurt you s o much?"

It was actually Yvonne’s first time seeing Elliot speak i n such an unpleasant tone. She could not fake her smile any longer as she said, "Mr. Taylor, I truly thank you for helping me through a hard time previously. But, this is something between Henry and myself -you do not have any right to interfere. As for dignity, there is no dignity when it comes to love!"

If someone had cherished their dignity so much in a relationship, that person had no right to love someone at all.

Henry coldly laughed and said, "I suppose I've seen it all now. You're a naive woman who would rather spend her entire lifetime loving a man who shouldn't b e loved while abandoning a man who truly loves her." 6

Yvonne raised an eyebrow and had a slightly annoyed expression on her face. "What do you mean by naive? Mr. Taylor, do mind your words!"

"Am I wrong?” Elliot folded his arms and looked at her in contempt before he continued, "I thought you were different from the rest of the women, but now that I see properly, you’re no different from them. I have no idea how I could've had feelings for you previously."

"Feelings for me? Well, my apologies Mr. Taylor, this is how I am. However, I am quite surprised as well. You had been faking your gentleman attitude, am I right? This is your true face that I'm seeing now," said Yvonne, gradually increasing her guard against him.

Elliot let out a low pitched chuckle which felt cold, "So you've seen the real me. You're right, I was faking it all alone, and that was because I thought you were different, so I didn’t want to show you the real me and had to put up that facade, all to give you a good impression of me. Yet, you've made me so disappointed." 1

Yvonne pursed her lips and tried to speak, but was quickly interrupted by Elliot, "I actually meant it when I confessed to you previously. I honestly hoped that you would leave Henry, and that’s why when I heard about your plan to divorce him, I was overjoyed and had planned to pursue you as soon as you were divorced. But now..."

Elliot clenched his fist as he spoke, "You’ve actually made up with Henry, the man who has never loved you, the man who hurt you so deeply. You've really opened up my eyes."

Elliot did not cover up his anger as he spoke.

Yvonne was not touched or fazed by his words, there was only anger in her. "Mr. Taylor, I’m sorry for disappointing you but I've never had any feelings for you. I only love Henry and will always do. Moreover, I don't need you to judge how I live my life. Goodbye.”

Yvonne bowed at him slightly before turning to walk away.

Henry got out from his car and shouted behind her," Yvonne Frey! I will ask you this once. Do you really plan to live together with Henry?" 7

Yvonne replied without stopping, "Yes!"

Although she had not completely put off her plans to divorce Henry, she was not going to tell Elliot that, not when she was this furious. 1

"Very well." Elliot's eyes dangerously narrowed as he took a deep breath. "If that’s your choice, I hope you don't come to regret it later."

Elliot thought that when she first got married to Henry, she was just an innocent woman who was forced to act against her own will. Hence he had been thinking tirelessly of how to get her to leave him.

But before he could succeed, she had already made plans to divorce Henry due to their argument. He was overjoyed when he heard of that news - he even felt relieved because he could openly have his revenge against the Lancasters without involving her. Who knew that she had actually changed her mind!

He could accept if she had returned, but she went so far as to forgive Henry and get back together with him despite his constant persuasion and even confessing his feelings for her. Since it had come to this, she shouldn't hate him for taking his revenge at all of them. Although he had feelings for her, it was not deep enough to be considered love. Anyway, there were plenty of fish in the sea.

Yvonne did not know what Elliot had on his mind, but she could feel that something was not right through his warning and stopped her tracks to turn around and look at him with a serious face. "What do you mean when you tell me not to regret it?"

Elliot lips curved into a sinister smile. "You'll know soon enough. I only hope you won't hate me for it when the time comes, since you have chosen your own path."

She just had to choose Henry Lancaster.

He had given her numerous chances, yet she did not accept it.

Elliot gave up on Yvonne and got into his car before speeding past her in a flash.

As he sped past her, he had driven off even quicker than when he came, honking twice just as he passed her.

The sound from the honk was so loud that Yvonne’s ears rang and she took in a huge chunk of smoke from its exhaust and felt nauseated.

"Damn that man!" Yvonne looked at the direction that Elliot had driven off and angrily stomped her foot.

She never thought that Elliot was actually such a jerk.

How could she have thought that Elliot was a true gentleman despite being a little frivolous?

But the truth was he had been faking it all along, and a long time at that as well. If he had not shown his true colors, it was unlikely that she would ever realize i t. He should have won an Oscar for being so good at faking. Yvonne hoped to never meet him again.

Yvonne took in a few deep breaths before she could manage to suppress her anger and frustration.

After that, she took out her phone to look at the time and saw that it was already almost two in the afternoon. She was a little shocked and hurriedly moved to the next taxi stand.

By the time she returned to the apartment, it was already past three.

She put down the lunchbox and went to the washroom to clean her face, then laid down on the sofa to watch some television.

Even the shows being broadcasted had the ability to cause Yvonne to drift off into a deep sleep.

As she slept, she could feel something hanging around her face and it was making her itch so much it was uncomfortable.

Yvonne groaned and turned to face the back of the sofa to avoid whatever was making her uncomfortable, but the itchy feeling appeared again.

She groaned again before opening her eyes while feeling annoyed and reached out her hand to wipe her face. However, she suddenly felt a warm hand against her own.

Hang on, a hand?

Yvonne blinked and turned around to find Henry sitting behind her, his head slightly lowered as he looked at her.

Yvonne was so shocked she hurriedly flew out from the sofa. "Y-you..."

"You’re awake?" Henry retracted his hands.

Yvonne nodded without a second thought. "Was it you who was touching me just now?"

Henry raised his eyebrows cheekily, acknowledging it without answering directly.

Yvonne glared at him. "Why did you touch my face all of a sudden? I actually thought it was a bug."

"A bug?" Henry’s face darkened.

The woman actually thought he was a bug.

What was actually going through her brain for her to think of him as a bug?

"What time is it now? When did you get back?" Yvonne ignored the man’s expression and turned to look at the window.This belongs to .