The show has been ongoing. Jimmy took out papers and pens as he put them on the table, while Yvette was still smiling."So, right at this moment, we will make some designs on the spot. Do you accept the challenge?" Jimmy asked while grinning."Of course, I would love to. I'm down for it, especially when it comes to designing.”“Okay, great! So let's design something that we think suits us best. You will draw a design for me, and I will draw a design for you!”"Okay. I'm starting to get nervous about my design now." She laughed, including the audience.“Oh, don't worry about it. I will make sure you will be proud.”They started designing their papers. The camera was zooming in on their designs, and the audience would laugh at how Jimmy had started his while glancing at Yvette from time to time. And every time the camera would show Yvette's design, the audience would react amusingly to how she immediately put herself into character as her sketch immediately turned out well just by start

Yvette was bothered by the thought that she was repeating what Clyde did to his twin, which was giving less care about Clyde's feelings while they were married in papers.It wasn't intentional, as she has nothing in mind to give back what Clyde has given to her twin since that problem of theirs was already solved a long time ago, which has scarred them.She has already accepted what happened and learned to move forward. She has no more baggage for Clyde; she only wanted what was best for them, just like she stated in her written letter.She may have fallen for him, and she may have tried to move forward without taking the love with her as she left it where it should be, but she didn't have any hopeful things in her mind that she wanted to continue the love they failed to have at the wrong time.She wanted to explain to Clyde that the dinner wasn't that intimate or that it meant anything, but at the same time, her ego is just too big to even consider explaining to someone who was not h

Clyde heard the declaration Blake had made as he stood while holding his champagne flute."You can’t do that to her," Damon teased.Clyde rolled his eyes and sipped on his drink while glancing at Yvette, whose lips stretched and made a toss to Clyde."And your wife seems to like it," Damon mocked.Clyde’s jaw clenched as his brows knitted. When Yvette found her eyes, she didn’t give any reaction at all."Imagine it, Clyde. There’s someone out there who could willingly broadcast that he’s in love with your wife, someone who would attend all of her projects and who would show up while you’re hiding as the real husband she only married in papers. In no time, Yvette would rather consider that man because he’s convenient and man enough to stand for her all the time," Damon teased while they were both glancing at the table to see what was happening while their food has been served."Don’t snap me just because you wanted me to explode and punch that fucker in the face to satisfy your anger.

Clyde has been controlling his temper so well that he could not take it until he decided to walk out. God knows how much force he needed just to stop himself from doing something that he would regret right then.But will I really regret it when it satisfies me? Because that man has been consistently annoying, and he already has a long list of reasons why I need to punch him."He knows," Yvette uttered.Clyde couldn’t grasp the idea of what to say that wouldn’t sound mean because there was only one thing on his mind, which is murder. He wanted to punch the idiot’s face. He’s already a punching bag in his mind because it really irks him to think about Blake hitting on Yvette while he’s just on the other table.And bold of him to assume that Yvette is single, huh? That he could score a date with her? Well, he just did, Clyde. But at least my wife didn’t personally come with him. She brought her friend and the squad.Still, in the back of his mind, Clyde is a bit mad that Yvette celebrate

To hear Yvette's gentle response, with no sign of mocking or insults in her eyes, did so many things to him. For the longest time, she wanted her warmth again, and right at that moment, when he locked gazes with her, she saw how the coldness in her had melted."You are such an unpredictable woman," he said as soon as Yvette just rested her head on his shoulder while she was still panting."I would be easy to get if I were predictable, Mr. Smith," she taunted.Clyde chuckled against her head as his hand now caressed her back. He has now forgotten that he's mad at her for letting another man have dinner with her."So... why did you tell it to him? What if he snitched and ruined your image?" he asked as soon as he remembered the dinner.Unlike earlier, he's less mad now. He would always be stunned at how Yvette had the power over him to change his mood so easily."You think so?" Yvette murmured."I do not trust him," he said."It's just your jealousy speaking, Clyde," she said."Yes. An