Chapter 170 I Have Nothing to Do With Him Joseph did not dare to resist. After coming down, he used his usual tactics and refused to admit it.
âI never said that. Marcus also knows that I donât like to read books. How could I let you go there and get the books?â
He turned his back to Marcus and made a face at Yvette.
âMs. Thiel, you framed me.â
In the face of Josephâs sudden betrayal, Yvette did not panic at all and directly waved her phone.
âI just recorded it.â
With a swish, Josephâs face changed.
âDamn! You are a vicious woman. You tricked me!â
Yvette said calmly, âIf you hadnât wanted to frame me, where would I get the chance to trick you?â
Joseph was furious. He looked at Marcus with a rare look of anticipation. âMarcus, do you believe her?â
Marcusâs expression was indifferent and he spoke after a long while.
âApologize.â
Immediately, Joseph looked like a deflated rubber ball. His face fell.
He shouted, âI wonât!â
Marcus looked at him quietly and asked, âThen you want to go back to Luxembourg?â
With one sentence, Joseph gave up. He slowly lowered his head.
Marcus turned Joseph to Yvette quickly.
Swoosh.
Joseph didnât stand steadily for a moment.
It didnât hurt.
It was just that it was too embarrassing!
Joseph had just turned eighteen a few days ago, and he thought he was a real man.
He didnât expect to be caught lying.
And in front of the home tutor!
He apologized. Thinking about it, his eyes were about to turn red, and he roared angrily, âI didnât provoke any of you.â
Then, he trotted all the way back to his room.
Yvette didnât expect that Marcus would educate Joseph like this. However, when Joseph did this, she also wanted to let him apologize.
It was over, and it had nothing to do with her.
âMr. Wolseley, if there is nothing else, I will be leaving,â Yvette said in a low voice.
Marcus put on his coat and walked in front, saying, âItâs on the same way. Letâs go together.â
Yvette was thinking about how to refuse.
After all, he was the parent of Joseph and also Lanceâs uncle. She didnât want to be involved with him at either level.
When she reached the door, his luxurious car had been half-activated.
The window rolled down, and Marcus looked at his watch as if he was in a hurry. He said, âGet in the car.â
It seemed that it was really the same way, and it would be unreasonable to refuse again, so Yvette got in the car.
In the two-seat car, she could only sit in the front passenger seat. After fastening her seat belt, the car sped up.
While waiting for the red light, Marcus suddenly said, âIs it convenient to talk?â
Yvette was slightly startled and thought that he was going to talk about Joseph.
âHow much did you see just now?â
Yvette did not expect him to ask so directly. Her face blushed and she did not know how to answer.
Marcusâs voice was calm as usual. He asked this kind of question as if he was saying âthe weather was good.â
The light in the study room was too bright. She saw the muscles on Marcusâs thighs, his excellent abdominal muscles, and below. All.
She saw all of it!
To be honest, he had the right to boast.
However, she couldnât admit this. It was too embarrassing.
âI didnât see it clearly.â
After she finished speaking, she felt that something was wrong. Even if she didnât see it clearly, she could still be considered to have seen it.
Yvette hurriedly modified it and said, âI didnât see anything.â
Judging from Marcusâs eyes, he obviously didnât believe it, but the green light was on, and he had to start the car.
Yvetteâs ears were hot, and she took the opportunity to add, âDonât worry. In the future, other than Josephâs room, I wonât go anywhere.â
Marcus looked ahead and said lightly, âI donât have any women by my side, but I occasionally need to solve my physiological needs.â
Yvette was confused. They were not close enough to talk about this topic.
There was no need to explain it to her. She did not want to hear it either.
Yvette did not like things to be ambiguous, so she asked directly, âWhat do you mean?â
Marcus paused for a moment and explained, âAfter all, you are Josephâs tutor. It is always right to maintain a good image.â
Yvette looked at him with pure eyes. âMr. Wolseley, I only care about the student. I donât care about how parents are. You donât have to care about me.â
Students were students, and parents were parents.
This line must be drawn clearly.
Marcus gripped the steering wheel tightly and said in a calm tone, âJoseph is a bit mischievous, but his nature is not bad. Please kindly be more patient with him.â
âDonât worry. I will.â Yvette nodded.
âNot only study, but I also want you to take care of his character, Ms. Thiel.â
âOf course. I havenât come to thank you for the matter with my grandmother last time. I will seriously teach Joseph as a way to express my gratitude.â
The red light was on and the car stopped.
Marcus turned his head to the side, his eyes obviously observing her. Suddenly, he smiled softly, âYou are so distant that I thought you didnât remember me.â
Yvette said sincerely, âYes, I am very grateful to you for what happened at the hospital. I always remember it.â
Marcus was not here to ask her to pay him back. He changed the topic and said, âYou are not with him now, and you donât have to be so distant.â
âWhat?â Yvette did not expect him to mind this.
After thinking about it, it made sense. After all, they were too polite to each other.
Marcus glanced at her. âOr is it you and Lanceâ¦â
When Lance was mentioned, Yvette couldnât help but shiver, and she quickly denied it.
âNo, I have nothing to do with him.â
Seeing her reaction, Marcus was quite sure that she hadnât gotten over it.
âI did not say that you were related,â he replied faintly.
The latter half of the journey was silent.
Yvette turned her head to look at the stars outside the window. The half of her face illuminated by the moonlight became fairer and more tender. Like jelly, it was clear and beautiful.
Marcus glanced sideways and saw such a scene as a painting.
That face gradually overlapped with that in his memory.
He remained calm and slowly retracted his eyes.
When they reached her destination, Yvette got off the car and thanked him politely.
It was just a lift, so she didnât feel too burdened.
After waiting for a while, she saw that Marcus still hadnât left, so she followed his gaze and looked ahead.
She was stunned when she saw him.
A black Maybach stopped at the intersection of the community. The lights of the car were out, like a dormant beast.
Lance leaned against the car, one of his long legs bent and the other straight, his slender fingers holding a cigarette.
Seeing Yvette come down, he got up and walked over to her. He was wearing a gray long suit and was handsome and striking.
Yvetteâs heart could not help but beat quickly.
She had clearly done nothing, but she felt a sense of guilt.
Under the dim night, Lanceâs face was extremely fair. He walked over without saying a word, which was really a little scary.
Anyway, he was too tall. Standing beside him, Yvette felt the pressure.
Yvette looked calm on the surface, but in her heart, she had the urge to turn around and leave.
But it was too late.
Lance predicted her movements. His arms were long. He suddenly grabbed her shoulders and pulled her into his embrace.
âWhy didnât you call me to pick you up?â
His voice in the night was more pleasant to hear.
Yvette muttered in her heart. She had just said that she had nothing to do with him, and now he appeared.
And he was acting so intimately.
They looked as intimate as a couple.
Lance hugged her and lowered his head slightly to look at Marcus in the car. He greeted politely, âMarcus.â
Marcus nodded slightly in response.
Lance said again, âYve is having a quarrel with me. Since she is teaching Joseph, please take care of her.â
These words made Yvetteâs hair stand on end. He had clearly found out what she was doing!
Moreover, it was not a quarrel. They had divorced!
Marcus smiled and said, âOkay.â
Then he left.
Lance straightened his body, an obscure smile on his lips.
When he turned around again, the faint smile disappeared.
âLetâs go.â As he spoke, he walked forward.
Yvette stood rooted to the ground and did not move. Lance turned back to grab her hand. âWaiting for me to carry you?â
Yvette pulled back her hand and looked at him. âLance, what are you trying to do?â
Lance stood opposite her. He looked down at her for a moment and suddenly bent down to carry her up.
Yvetteâs heart trembled. Her small hand grabbed his shirt and she shouted angrily, âLance!â
âArenât you asking me what I want to do?â
His thin lips held onto her soft ears, and his voice was hoarse. âIsnât it obvious?â
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