Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 577 Let Them Divorce

Dominic Conrad opened his eyes.

Yvonne continued, "My mother's right. You don't have much ability in terms of business, but you’ve always refused to admit it. Therefore, the Conrad Group hasn’t developed much in the past twenty years. Now you don’t even have a company.”

"You thought that my mother looked down on you and stepped on your dignity, but the person who really looks down on you is yourself. You're too sensitive, too inferior, and too concerned about how others look at you, but you're unwilling to accept that my mother is better than you. Because in your opinion, women should stay at home to do housework, so you can't accept it." Yvonne tore off all his fig leaves.

Dominic Conrad's eyes were complicated and finally turned into a sigh, "Maybe, but what's the use of saying these things now? You already know what you want to know."

"You're right. I know the truth about my mother’s accident. Next, it’ll be Jacqueline.” Yvonne’s mouth curled up coldly.

Dominic Conrad was very obedient this time. He cooperatively told what Jacqueline did to Yvonne six years ago.

With this, Jacqueline would be guilty.

After all, even Jacqueline's biological father said that Jacqueline killed someone. So how could other people not believe it?

Then, Yvonne got the camera’s memory card and was ready to go back.

But right when she walked to the basement door, Dominic Conrad suddenly shouted behind her, "I’m sorry, girl. It's my fault...”

Yvonne stopped and her eyes were reddened because of what he said.

When she knew that Frey's husband and wife were not her biological parents, she once hoped that her biological parents would be kind and would shower her with the love and care that she wanted the most.

But God played a big joke on her. Her biological mother died long ago and her biological father was her enemy who killed her first child. He even said that he didn’t regret hurting her!

Thinking of this, Yvonne turned around with her red eyes. "Dominic Conrad, you're not my father. You’re not qualified to be my father. Didn't you say that you won’t treat me as your daughter, but Jacqueline's the only one? So who are you to claim to be my father now?”

Dominic Conrad lowered his eyelids mockingly and said it again, "I’m sorry..." "You’re sorry? Hmph. I won't accept it. Do you think you can make up for the damage you've done to me just by saying sorry? Let me tell you this. It's impossible. So put away your pretentious sorry. Don't think that a sorry can soften my heart and let you go. It's absolutely impossible!"

After speaking indifferently, Yvonne didn’t stay longer and walked out of the basement.

When she went out, she looked up at the night sky outside and her tears finally rolled down uncontrollably.

She could feel that Dominic Conrad’s apology was sincere. He really felt sorry for her.

But so what?

Did she have to accept his apology?

If he had apologized to her six years ago, she might have soft-heartedly forgiven him because she had been longing for real fatherly love, but he didn't.

Instead, he apologized to her six years later when her heart was the hardest.

How ridiculous.

Yvonne told the man, "You guys, keep watching out for him, but you don't have to keep him in the basement. Just keep him upstairs, but make sure to nail the windows shut so that he can't escape through the window. You can also get him a TV to let him have a look at the outside world without turning off the lights."

The man was puzzled.

Yvonne explained, "He's no longer valuable and he's about to go to jail, so before going to the jail, let him live better. This is my honor to him as a daughter for giving me this life."

"Yes, Miss Smith."

"Okay." Yvonne nodded slightly, then put on her sunglasses to cover the rare fragility in her eyes, got in the car, and left.

Two hours later, she arrived at her apartment. It was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

Yvonne didn’t get out of the car but laid on the steering wheel to adjust her depressed mood.

In fact, she got what she wanted after seeing Dominic Conrac this time, but deep down in her heart, she wasn't very happy. On the contrary, her heart felt heavy.

After all, Dominic Conrad was her biological father.

As a daughter, there would be some pressure in the heart to send her biological father to jail.

No matter how much pressure there was, she wouldn’t give up the idea of sending Dominic Conrad to jail. It was right for him to repay his debts. If DominicExclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Conrad did something wrong, he should be punished.

"Next, it’ll be Henry Lancaster and Jacqueline Conrad." Yvonne raised one eye and looked at the road ahead with her cold eyes.

She couldn't wait. After getting Dominic Conrad's confession, she couldn’t wait to settle things with Jacqueline.

The evidence in her hands was almost enough to let Jacqueline go to jail, but Jacqueline was currently the madam of the Lancaster family.

She mustn't rush to report to the police and arrest Jacqueline because the Lancaster family would intervene for the sake of their reputation.

This was the real reason why she hadn't directly attacked Jacqueline.

So with the current situation, Henry and Jacqueline must divorce as soon as possible. The Lancaster family wouldn’t interfere only when Jacqueline wasn't with them anymore.

Thinking of this, Yvonne pursed her lips, suddenly picked up her bag, and got out of the car. She went to the nearby supermarket to buy a large can of beer and then sat on the roadside to drink one after another.

When she was almost drunk, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Henry’s number.

The call was quickly answered and Henry’s tired voice could be heard. "Yvonne?" 2

"Henry, it's me..." she hiccuped.

Henry was stunned. He frowned and asked, "Did you drink?"

Yvonne replied slurredly, "Yes, I'm in a good mood, so I drank a few bottles."

Henry's frown was so deep that he could trap a mosquito. "How many bottles did you drink?"

"Yes, a few bottles of beer. I don't know why, but beer can be intoxicating.”

Henry was helpless. "Yes, alcohol can be intoxicating."

"Really?" Yvonne blinked her eyes. "Henry, you're so smart, you know..."

Another hiccup.

Henry squeezed his eyebrows. "Where are you? I hear the sound of cars around you. Are you outside now?"

Yvonne sounded like she was crying like a baby," Yeah. I'm on the roadside near my apartment, but I can't find my house. Henry, please come and pick me u P"

Henry's eyes darkened, his breath stopped for a moment, and his voice became hoarse. "Okay, I’ll come to pick you up. Don't hang up the phone."

It was very dangerous for her to be at the roadside. If someone did something to her while she was drunk, that would be bad.

Putting down the phone, Henry took off the jacket on the shelf, put it on, and went out of his study room without buttoning it.

Sue was watching TV downstairs. When she saw him coming down wearing formal clothes, she knew that h e was going out. She couldn't help asking, "Where are you going, sir?"

Henry replied casually, "To pick someone up." Then, h e walked towards the entrance.

Sue followed him. "Who are you going to pick up?"

Henry put on his shoes without answering.

Sue knew that he heard her clearly, but he didn't answer. Sue was helpless. "Alright then. Are you coming back tonight? I'll keep the lights on."

"Okay." Henry nodded, then opened the door and left.

Soon, Sue saw him driving out of the garage. With another swish, the car drove out of the villa towards the villa entrance at a very fast speed.

Sue muttered, "Who are you picking up in such a hurry?"