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Chapter 187 Chapter 187: In the present, the car cruised through the streets. The rain stopped just as suddenly as it had started.
Yvonne belatedly noticed that Leif wasn't taking the route back home.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Where are we going?" she asked the brooding man beside her.
"The supermarket." "What for? It's late." Norton turned to her with an irritated look. "I haven't had dinner yet, so we need to get groceries." Yvonne blinked at him. Wasn't she only supposed to cook lunch? Why was he expecting her to prepare dinner as well? After sconsideration, she decided to play coy. "I'm not hungry. Why don't you have Leif takehfirst? Anyway, is Leif cooking for you tonight, or are you doing it yourself? Don't worry, you don't have to make anything for me." Leif glanced briefly at the rearview mirror, while Norton's scowl deepened.
A pregnant silence followed.
"What do you think I picked you up for?" Norton finally said through gritted teeth. "To get the backseat of my car wet while you driveto insanity with your aggravating attitude?" It was Yvonne's turn to be speechless. Did he really have to be so glib? "But we agreed that I would only cook lunch." "Dinner counts too. A total of thirty meals. I'll add it all up to a month's worth." Thirty meals? Yvonne agreed readily.
If she cooked both lunch and dinner for the next couple of weeks, then she could be done with it half a month earlier. "Deal!" More updates ín GalNorton felt a twinge of unease at her quick and sudden change of mind. "Are you that eager to go back to work?" "Of course. It's my dream." Yvonne was honest; she saw no point in hiding her feelings on the matter.
"I just don't understand," Norton said wearily, shifting in his seat to lock his dark eyes on hers. "I'm giving you the best of everything you could possibly want or need. Why do you still insist on working? Are you even sure you can handle all the stress? Those rich ladies spend their days shopping or attending events, and the older ones tend to their gardens. Can't you be content with that kind of life?" No, Yvonne could not.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEveryone had their individual aspirations. Why should she conform to a template?
"Everybody has different opinions.
Just because they chose to live their lives that way doesn't mean I should too. You talk like you're pampering me, but in reality, all you do is ensure my basic needs. I don't want to rely on you for the rest of my life. I have my own ambitions. As for the stress..."
Yvonne had faced her fair share of hardships since her family's bankruptcy. If she didn't bec(if she е stronger she would be forced to endure the shumiliation over and over again, until the end of her days. "What about the stress?" Norton prompted, when her pause stretched a beat longer.
"My family went bankrupt, something you've never experienced. I doubt you would understand what I'm saying, no matter how hard I explain."