Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 133 Yvonne's Mother Visits

"I know, but then Henry will hate me for it," Yvonne answered with a vacant stare.

Sue wanted to refute, but considering Henry's character, she was unable to go through with her words.

"Oh, madam, what should we do?" Sue asked with a sigh.

Taking a deep breath, Yvonne tried to cheer herself u p. "I don't know either. Let nature take its course. We'll act accordingly."

"We can only do that. But madam, you have to be careful. That Conrad woman isn't an easy target. That woman is vicious,” Sue warned.

Yvonne nodded. "I will."

She let go of Sue and left her embrace.

"Let's go, madam. Let's go down for lunch, don't think too much about it." Sue tugged some loose strands of hair behind Yvonne's ear.

Yvonne smiled and followed her down.

After the meal, she watched some television on the couch while digesting the lunch when the sound of the car engine sounded from outside of the villa.

Yvonne lowered the television's volume and listened carefully to recognize that it was the sound of the car that Henry usually drove. With a flash of surprise, she quickly put down the remote and went to welcome him at the door.

"Henry, you're back," Yvonne greeted the man who was coming down from the car with a smile.

The man did not look happy. "I heard Joe say that you aren’t feeling well today?"

Yvonne’s gaze was evasive. "Yeah."

"Get in." Henry opened the car door.

"Where to?" Yvonne was alarmed.

"The hospital," Henry uttered, "Aren't you feeling unwell? I'll take you to the hospital for a check."

"I don't want to!" Yvonne blurted without hesitation.

Her reaction spurred Henry's suspicion as he squinted his eyes, "Don't want to?"

"Um... It's just a minor issue. No need to get it checked at the hospital," Yvonne said weakly.

If they went to the hospital, her pregnancy would be exposed. How could she give him the surprise then? Therefore, she could never go to the hospital!

"Yvonne Frey!" Henry let go of the door and stared at her icily. "Are you sure you don't want to go?"

"Yes." Yvonne nodded. She was one hundred percent certain.

There was suddenly a scoff from Henry. "Yvonne Frey, you’re lying, aren't you?"

"What?" Yvonne froze.

Crossing his arms, Henry said, "You took a leave two days ago with the same excuse that you didn't feel well but you went out with your friend. You took a leave again today with the same excuse and I came out specifically to take you to the hospital but you refuse to go. What else is it if you aren't lying?"

"I..." Yvonne’s mouth hung loose but she had no comeback. He was right, she lied. She did not feel unwell today - she just slept in. She dared not speak the truth, however, knowing that the man would be more furious if she did.

Henry was more riled when he saw Yvonne keeping quiet with her head lowered. "I'm right, am I not? Yvonne Frey, you can tell me if you don't want to work. No need to play tricks!"

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"Because of what?" Henry stared straight at her.

She bit her lips, stopping herself a few times from speaking, and was still unable to answer him.

When she was panicking over what to do and was hesitant about telling the truth, Sue came out from the villa. "Sir, don’t you blame madam. It's not her fault today. I called Joe and I told Joe that she didn't feel well."

"Sue..." Yvonne looked at her in grievance.

Sue smiled. "It’s fine, madam."

Sue could only nod.

Henry watched their interaction without warmth in his gaze. "Why did you call in sick for her? And with a lie like this!"

She was allowed to take the day off. He would permit i t. Even if she was feeling fine and dandy and just wanted to spend the day resting at home, he would let her be. He could not accept that she was lying, however, twice at that!

"Sir, I'm not lying. Madam isn't lying too. I called in sick for madam because she does feel unwell and the reason is you, sir." Sue looked at Henry.

"Me?" Henry wore a frown.

"Yes. You left without a word last night, without an explanation, and madam has been worried about you. She didn’t catch a wink of sleep after you left and it was after the sunrise that she dozed off a little. Don't you think it’s your fault, sir?" Sue reprimanded.

Henry wanted to say something, parting his lips, but nothing came out ultimately. He turned to Yvonne. " You haven't been sleeping?"

"Mm, couldn’t sleep." Yvonne looked down.

"How could madam fall asleep? Sir, really, can't you let her know where you're going when you’re leaving?"

Sue looked vexed.

Henry pressed his lips together without a word.

The hospital had called him last night to inform him that Jackie was not in the right state of mind and refused to accept any treatment. Worried, he decided t o go check on her. He had wanted to leave without a sound, so it was a surprise that he woke Yvonne up.

He did not know why either, but his reflex was to avoid the question when she asked him where he was going, thus leaving without saying anything.

"It's enough, Sue," Yvonne tugged Sue's arm to stop her from saying more.

Sue kept quiet immediately. She dared not rebuke Henry too much, afraid that he would vent on Yvonne i f she angered him.

"Henry." Yvonne let go of Sue’s arm and smiled at Henry. "I'm fine now. I took a rest in the morning too. I can go back to work in the afternoon."

"No need, take a break in the villa then." Henry went back into the car.

Yvonne quickly pulled at the door. "You're leaving again?”

Henry glanced at her. "I'm back to take you to the hospital. Since you're fine, I'm going back to the company. Is there anything else?"

Yvonne let go and shook her head. "Nothing. Drive carefully.”

"Mm." Henry made a hum and drove off.

Keeping her gaze in the direction that the car had left i n, Yvonne did not reel it back for a long time. Sue felt her heart aching for the girl. "Madam, stop staring. He’s already far away now."

"I actually wanted very much to ask him why he went back on his words after only a few days when he said that he won't go to see Jacqueline all the time,” Yvonne mumbled forlornly.

Sue sighed, not knowing how to console her. "Madam H

"I'm fine." Yvonne turned around with reddened eyes.

"Madam, were you crying?"

"I didn’t!" Yvonne wiped her eyes, stubbornly refusing t o admit it. "My eyes were dry from the wind."

"Yes, yes, such a strong gale just now." Sue was speechless, knowing that she was bluffing but did not expose her.

Yvonne sniffed. "Let’s go in, Sue."

"Okay, come on." Sue helped her into the villa and went to the kitchen to heat up some milk for Yvonne.

Yvonne attached herself to the couch again to browse through the television with the remote but after what happened, she was unable to interest herself no matter how entertaining the shows were.

"Yvonne Frey!" There was suddenly a loud shout outside of the villa.

Hearing the familiar voice, Yvonne jumped up from the couch.

"Madam, who is it?” Sue came out from the kitchen with a glass of milk, obviously having heard the bellow.

Yvonne felt a little choked. "My mom." Sue was startled as well. "Why is she here?"