Chapter 89 The Baby Is Yours When Yvette heard that, her face turned pale, and she held her clothes tightly.
Although her baby was not popular, she wouldnât allow anyone to hurt it.
âLance, can you be kind?â
Yvette wanted to tell him, âThe child is yours.
âIf you donât love it, please donât hurt it.â
However, Yvette dared not say that.
She was afraid of losing custody of the baby.
Lanceâs eyes turned cold. He held Yvetteâs wrist tightly and said ruthlessly, âTo make it disappear is my kindness.â
He would never allow the stain to come to the world.
After saying that, Lance roughly carried Yvette downstairs and threw her into the car.
The car was started, and Yvette felt being pulled backward.
Yvette asked with a trembling voice, âLance, where are you going?â
However, she only heard the whistling of the wind.
Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of a private hospital. Lance pulled Yvette out of the car.
Yvette finally knew what Lance wanted to do. Her face turned pale.
She thought Lance would not stand the baby and divorce her as long as he knew the baby was not his.
However, Yvette never expected Lance to force her to have an abortion.
Yvette roared, âLance, I disagree. You have no right to make me have an abortion.â
Lance sneered, âDidnât you think of today when you betrayed me? Do you think I would tolerate a mistake?â
âMy baby is not a mistake.â Yvette held Lanceâs wrists and pleaded, âLance, please donât force me to do that.â
Lance was indifferent and expressionless. He looked straight ahead and ordered, âTake her in.â
The medical staff at the entrance came up to pull Yvette.
Yvette held Lanceâs hand tightly, and tears streamed down her face.
âLance, I have never begged you. Can you let go of the baby this time?â
Yvette sobbed and begged Lance over and over again. Her hoarse voice was harsh in the quiet night.
As Lance listened to the heart-wrenching cry, he felt pain as if his heart was mercilessly pierced by an arrow.
Whenever Lance thought of Yvette carrying someone elseâs child, he wanted to tear her apart.
However, he loved her so much that he could not be ruthless with her.
Lance knew he couldnât let Yvette leave, so he couldnât tolerate the baby.
The baby was like a time bomb.
The Wolseley family would not accept a disloyal woman.
Lance ruthlessly shook off Yvetteâs hands and coldly refused, âI wouldnât accept this baby.â
Yvette was in despair and panic. Everything was beyond her expectations. She wanted to divorce instead of losing the baby.
âLance, I said that to anger you. Itâs not the truth.â
Yvette didnât want to risk the baby anymore and pulled Lance to explain.
âYvette.â
Someone rushed over and interrupted Yvette.
Yvette looked up and was stunned.
It was Charlie. How could it be?
Charlie pulled Yvette behind him to protect her.
Charlie had been worried about Yvette for the past two days and could not contact her on the phone.
Therefore, he asked Ellen and knew Yvette had asked about him. He turned more worried. Charlie went to the Serenity Villa to see if he could meet Yvette coincidentally.
When Charlie saw Lance carrying Yvette out, he hurriedly followed them.
Then, Charlie saw Lance and Yvette pulling each other from a distance. Charlie thought Lance was about to hit Yvette, so he rushed over on impulse.
Charlie looked at Lance aggressively. âMr. Wolseley, a man should not hit a woman no matter what happens.â
Yvette broke out in a cold sweat. She explained, âCharlie, you have misunderstood.â
Before Yvette finished her words, a punch landed on Charlieâs face, and he staggered back.
Charlie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and fought back roughly, but Lance dodged aside.
Lance was trained in unarmed combat. Although Charlie was strong because of regular exercise, he was weaker than Lance.
At that moment, Lance was hostile. He grabbed Charlieâs collar and fiercely punched him to the ground.
In an instant, blood streamed out from Charlieâs mouth. The bloody taste in his mouth did not make him give up. He stood up and continued the fighting.
âStop!â Yvette stood between them and stretched out her arms.
Lanceâs fist abruptly stopped in front of Yvetteâs face. He said fiercely, âGet out of the way.â
âLance, the baby has nothing to do with Charlie. Donât hit him anymore.â
âReally?â Lance sneered, âIf thatâs the case, why is he here? He is worried about you, but what should I do?â
Lance pulled Yvette into his arms and held her tightly, not allowing her to say a word. âYou are my wife.â
Yvette was strangled by Lance, and her face turned pale. She wanted to explain, but Lance was so angry that he would not listen to any explanation.
As soon as Charlie stood up, Lance kicked him and stared at Charlieâs hand, which had touched Yvette.
Then, Lance ordered coldly, âBreak one of his hands.â
Two bodyguards came up and pinned Charlieâs head down. Without hesitation, they broke Charlieâs right hand, and Charlie couldnât help but groan.
Yvette was stunned. She felt her heart gripped by someone, and it hurt so much that she could not breathe.
âWhere else had he touched?â
Lance lowered his head and got close to Yvetteâs ear. His voice was cold.
âI will torture him little by little.â
Yvetteâs face turned deathly pale. Her teeth chattered, and her face was wet with tears.
âLance, it has nothing to do with Charlie. Let him go, pleaseâ¦â
Lance looked down at Yvette in his arms. His tone was peaceful. âWhy? Are you worried about him?â
His tone was so peaceful that it was hard to tell if he was angry. However, his words were hurtful.
Yvette forced herself to calm down and said with a trembling voice, âLance, let Charlie go. I will have a talk with you. It isnât what you think.â
Charlie, who was suppressed on the ground, suddenly fought back. Even though he could only fight with one hand, he overturned a bodyguard.
It was hard to fight against four hands with one hand. Charlie was once again pressed down on the ground.
Yvette looked with fear and constantly begged, âLance, tell them to stop. It is something between us.
Donât involve others. The baby is not Charlieâs.â
Lance sneered, âYvette, you know I canât stand you trying to protect other men.â
Lanceâs eyes were cold and ruthless. âBreak his left hand.â
The two bodyguards lifted Charlieâs left hand and were about to break it.
âAh!â Yvette suddenly screamed in pain and shook her head desperately.
âLance, the child is yours. Itâs yours!â
In an instant, Lanceâs heart thumped violently.
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