A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 1072

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1072

Yvette’s irritating voice rang in Hannah’s ear, instantly giving the latter a headache. Glaring at Yvette, Hannah scolded silently in her mind.

Tsk, are you any better? The only thing you know is to seduce men. What’s there to brag about? You’re just an idiot fantasizing about becoming Mrs. Norton. Do you know that he has already taken me as his wife?

Hannah frowned slightly but managed to squeeze out a smile. “Yeah, you’re right. I am shabby, but you’re just a little shabbier than I am, else Fabian wouldn’t be so nice to me,” mocked Hannah, swallowing the rage in her.

“Oh, really? Is Fabian really that nice to you?” asked Yvette, feigning surprise. “How come I’ve never heard of it? All I know is that he told me, I will soon be his wife,” declared Yvette proudly with a raised eyebrow. Even if she were lying, Hannah couldn’t tell.

Utterly devastated at those words, the scenes where she interrogated Fabian, demanding to know if he really did consider marrying Yvette surfaced in Hannah’s mind.

Stay calm… stay calm…

Hannah repeated those words nonstop in her head as if chanting a magic spell, trying to ground herself. Hannah stayed frozen in position for a few seconds, lost in thoughts.

Yvette, on the other hand, enjoyed seeing how Hannah reacted like an idiot.

Hmpf, do you want to compete with me? You’re still missing years of excruciating training. Look at how you are all dolled up. Are you trying to seduce Fabian after knowing he would be here? Hmpf, in your dreams. Only I get to be Mrs. Norton.

Yvette twisted her body, pretending to stagger. The wine glass in her hand slipped out her grasp, spilling all over Hannah’s gown.

Regaining her senses, Hannah leaped to her feet and exclaimed in surprise, “Ah! Yvette, what do you think you’re doing?”

Hannah’s scream attracted many heads to turn in their direction.

The resentment of being humiliated was still coursing through Hannah’s veins. “Hmpf! Yvette Tanner, you must be so envious of my dress that you have to ruin it. That’s okay, I will defeat you regardless of what I’m wearing!” Hannah mumbled softly to comfort and pacify herself.

The second Hannah stepped foot outside the restroom, she caught sight of Yvette being all over Fabian, which infuriated her even more.

Oh, do you not have any bones on you or are your muscles so underdeveloped that you have to be glued on to someone else for support? Do you have no shame in doing that in front of all those eyes and cameras? Hannah rolled her eyes again before shooting daggers at the pair.

“Fabian, my ankle is a little painful. Can you please help me?” Yvette stuck out her lower lip and gazed at Fabian with her round, glassy eyes, searching for sympathy.

Yvette had purposefully put on her best makeup that day and it gave her an exquisite look. The flawless skin on her face looked even more radiant than usual. How could a renowned ladies man like Fabian possibly decline her request? “Alright,” answered Fabian swiftly with a charming smile while reaching for her arm.

Hannah felt a pang in her heart at Fabian’s actions, as disappointment filled her eyes. In reality, Fabian just wanted to take the advantage of having a beautiful woman in his arms out of boredom with no feelings attached. Sadly, in Hannah’s perception, the scene showed that Fabian had feelings for Yvette because Hannah knew one thing for sure—Fabian wouldn’t touch a woman he doesn’t like.