Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 480 Poor Yvonne

Yvonne didn’t have her guard up against Conrad, so she had no idea that he loathed her to the core, and all this hatred stemmed from the fact that she fibbed to Zac about him before, which landed him in such a miserable situation.

To begin with, he disliked intimate acts between men, and of all things, he had turned into the person he hated the most. With this shame deeply etched into his bones, he couldn’t bring himself to forgive—or even accept—Yvonne.

After she drank the water, he held her in bed and continued embracing her until her mind gradually became confused. Then, he pulled away and kept her occupied with something else.

Before he entered the bathroom for a shower, he made a call to a person. “Bring them here.” “Okay, Mr. Kings,” the person on the other end answered and hung up.

After a long wait, half a dozen men showed up with camera equipment in the small lounge of the president’s office. Well-built and tall, these burly men looked like they had the brutish manner of a butcher.

Conrad swept his gaze past these men before him, smirked icily, and turned to leave the office without a word.

Then, he took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet in the office, opened it, and poured a drink. Finally, he paced to the French windows, stood there, and watched Bloomstead, the city that never sleeps.

Half of his plot was a success, but he felt no pleasure after having his revenge. In contrast, his heart felt heavier, and he wondered what he should do after he had his revenge on Yvonne. What now after this? How can I deal with Zac?

As long as Zac remained alive, his days would be dark, miserable, and hopeless. The cause of all of this was due to Yvonne; it was all her fault.

Laughter burst out from the lounge. “Everything aside, this chick is quite a stunner.”

“We struck a good deal today.” “That’s true! Ha!”

As the door to the small lounge was kept slightly ajar, he could hear all the voices inside clearly.

wine, listening to the

was akin to a nightmare, but the person involved—Yvonne—knew nothing at all, and when she woke up, it was

“Ouch… it hurts…”

soreness all over her body, especially one particular part

worry filled her mind, specifically regarding the fact that he had ‘cancer’

you awake, Conrad? Are you… feeling

she recalled their crazy lovemaking the day before,

at Yvonne, who was on the

didn’t, he would only

“Okay.”

last night, and her body was a little sticky, after all. Probably because it

the bathroom, but every step she took

she was taking the initiative yesterday and that both were in so much pleasure, she thought this little bit of

was afraid it would make him feel guilty if she told him

the bathroom, she let the hot water run, and the second

clothing Conrad had prepared for her. Then, she pursed her pink lips and

you were still so crazy. That’s really irresponsible of you, she chided herself.

flashed past his eyes. Finally, he turned around and opened the window to air the room; all sorts of scents filled this room, and it made him feel

Let’s go. I’m taking you out for a meal.” He paced to her and patted her head gently. She

they went to eat, and the next few days were the happiest days of

with Conrad, basking in his affection and care, she literally felt that she had fallen into a jar of honey, and even

this day, and as expected, Conrad couldn’t turn down the pressure from him. He felt

didn’t dare to speak a word about it. After Zac