Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 170

Yvonne was taken aback by Monique’s sudden outburst. This was her first time witnessing Monique making a stand; the woman had always been subservient.

By the time Yvonne had woken from her stupor, Monique was already downstairs instructing Angel to stay close to her granduncle while she was away.

Zephyrus studied Monique as she walked down the stairs. The floral-patterned top and the wide slacks were outdated, but by tucking in her top, Monique was able to pass it off as fashionable. Paired with her short hair, she looked like a capable woman.

Zephyrus nodded in approval. Something caught his eye and he frowned. He would address it later. “Let’s have breakfast.”

Monique noticed her uncle’s line of sight and tugged the collar of her top so that it covered the bruises. She bit her lip and explained, “I fell and accidentally hurt myself.”

Zephyrus responded with a slight nod. He figured it must have been from the kidnapping.

A moment later, Yvonne joined them. She eyed Monique from top to toe. She had told her mother to purchase the dirt-cheap pieces from the thrift store and yet Monique managed to style them in a way that looked good.

The tucked-in top showcased her slim waist and the floral prints made her fair skin and sweet smile stand out. She looked like a proper lady.

The wide slacks and patterned top went well with Monique’s trendy bob cut. The aesthetics screamed capable and high-class.

Yvonne was mad with jealousy. The clothes were supposed to make the woman look unattractive, yet it had the opposite effect.

So infuriating!

When Yvonne overheard the conversation between Monique and Zephyrus, a plot formed in her head. Her lips curled upward as she said, “Let’s be quick. We don’t want to waste time. The man is said to have a very busy schedule. He has to rush back to the office after this meeting.”

Monique walked out of the bathroom looking worse than when she went in. The bruises on her chest were on full display. When Yvonne saw the changes, a sly grin appeared on her face.

When Monique took her seat, Yvonne stood up and said, “He should be arriving any minute now. There’s something I have to attend to, so I’ll take my leave.”

“Aren’t you staying for this?” Monique was surprised by her cousin’s departure. She would prefer if the younger woman stayed so as to alleviate any awkwardness that would ensue. It was after all her first matchmade date.

“It’s your date, why would I stay?” Yvonne muttered coldly. “My father arranged the match. The walls have ears. Don’t stand him up and embarrass us.”

That was the last thing she said to Monique before walking out of the cafe.