Lance went over and sat next to Yvette. He reached out and touched her face, which was warm and delicate like a baby’s skin. At this time, her cheeks were flushed from intoxication.

Yvette’s sleeping face looked so harmless and ignorant.

When Lance saw her, all the anger he had pent up subsided.

Lance had never before imagined that he would be so attached to a woman.

He used to think that marriage was just business. Feelings were optional, and all they needed was mutual respect.

Back then, Lance never hoped that he would fall in love with his wife.

However, Yvette’s appearance disrupted his plans.

Yvette was like an uncontrollable variable running amok in his life, but she was indispensable.

She warmed up his originally strict and dull life, and he was completely immersed in that warmth.

Lance thought, ‘I was so close to losing Yvette… It’s great that she’s back.’

He looked at her for a long time in silence without moving a muscle.

When the maid came over with the hangover t