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.

the windows and finished three bottles of wine, listening to the ceaseless noises from the

a few hours before everyone finally left. Everything was akin to a nightmare, but the person involved—Yvonne—knew nothing at all, and when she woke up, it was already

“Ouch… it hurts…”

up was soreness all over her body, especially one particular part of her body was

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

you awake, Conrad?

before, she was perturbed that his

turned around and peered at Yvonne, who was on the bed, before smiling at her. “You’re

didn’t, he would only

“Okay.”

he was asking her to take a shower because they were too crazy last night, and her body was a little

went to the bathroom, but every step she took sent a jolt of pain

knew that it was the ‘results’ of using too much force, but when she recalled how she was taking the initiative yesterday and that both were in so much pleasure, she thought this little bit of pain was

would

and the second

her. Then, she pursed her pink lips and

so crazy. That’s

he turned around

you out for a meal.” He paced

next few days

affection and care, she literally felt that she had fallen into a jar of

day, and as expected, Conrad couldn’t turn down the pressure from him. He felt like a piece of meat on the chopping board and

and hatred in his heart built up little by little, but he didn’t dare to speak a