Things had progressed to that extent, and it was inappropriate to keep bothering the Zieglers, so I respectfully apologized to them. After that, I left while holding Christopher’s hand. Honestly, I would say that it was nauseating to deal with something like that.
I had made a mental note to never get in touch with Lyle again. What a troublesome a*s.
“Yvonne!” called out Lyle, who exited the restaurant, ran after us and was blocking our path.
“What?” I asked impatiently.
“Was it really all just a misunderstanding?” asked Lyle in an emotionally crushed state as he looked into my eyes. Why the hell is this grown man looking so sad for no reason? It looked as if Lyle felt wronged and was upset about missing out on something great.
“Mrs. Ziegler had already told you everything. Why bother asking me if you don’t believe it?” I asked before grinning and adding, “The truth doesn’t matter, though. It’s no longer important. Our relationship is in the past, and an adult shouldn’t hold on to the past like that. You should go to Crystal and lead a life with her.”
“Yvonne… Yvonne!” called out Lyle. He refused to back down and even tried to hug me. However, Christopher wasn’t going to let him get close. He pulled me into his arms and stopped Lyle from trying anything.
“We will leave now if there is nothing else you have to say, Mr. Smith. I am on a date with my wife, so it’s probably best if you don’t get in our way.”
I never even looked at Lyle again. Instead, I left with Christopher. The wind was a little chilly at the time, so Christopher wrapped us both up in his windbreaker and helped me readjust my scarf. When I got into the car, I heard Lyle shouting from behind me in a very sad voice.
He ran over and slammed his palm against the window, so I had no choice but to roll it down. I waited for him to speak.
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