Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 146 Jacqueline Attempted Suicide

"Mister, please turn around to Summers Hospital," Yvonne told the car driver.

She could still take it during the day, but it was lapsing into the second day now. Her birthday was almost over. She could not wait any longer.

She had to see for herself what Henry and Jacqueline were doing. Was he spending time with Jacqueline for her birthday or did something really happen to the latter? Doubtful, Yvonne arrived at the hospital with a heavy heart.

Standing at the entrance and peering up at the signage, she inhaled deeply before walking inside.

Entering Jacqueline's ward, she was in no hurry to knock, taking a glimpse through the glass on the door instead. It was a special private ward, so she could only catch sight of a small part of the room. She could not even see the hospital bed or if Henry was inside.

Futile, she reeled in her searching gaze and knocked o n the door.

Footsteps were briefly heard.

Putting her hand down, Yvonne waited for the person t o open the door with a bated breath. When the door was opened, a familiar man's cologne greeted her.

Without even looking, she knew who the person was.

Clenching her fists, Yvonne's lips pursed sadly. "Henry"

"Why are you here..." Fatigue dripped from Henry’s gruff voice as he looked at her.

Yvonne bit her lips. "I'm here to see you and Miss Conrad."

"You came to see us in the middle of the night?" Henry frowned.

Yvonne hung her head. So he knew that it was late at night too. Why did he not go back then?

"Can I go in and see Miss Conrad?" Yvonne asked carefully.

Henry stood unmoved at the door. "There’s nothing to see. Go home."

Yvonne stayed rooted as well. "I'm not going back. I'm already here. Just let me have a look at her. You left in such a hurry during the day that I'm worried if something happened to Miss Conrad too."

"You’re worried?" Henry's tone turned biting.

Yvonne nodded. "Yes..."

"Hah, you'd be worried too?" the man mocked.

Puzzled by his words, Yvonne looked up at him in confusion. "Is—is there a problem?"

"Yvonne Frey, what’s the meaning of pretending to be dumb?" Henry looked up at her with a piercing gaze. "

Isn't this what you did to Jackie?” "Me?" Yvonne pointed at herself in a startle.

Did something actually happen to Jacqueline?

He was here not for her birthday but to check on her then. With this thought, Yvonne grabbed Henry's arm and asked, "Henry, what happened to Miss Conrad?" 1

"Stop putting up a front!” Henry flung her hand away.

He put in a lot of strength, causing Yvonne who did not anticipate the movement to fall backward. Yvonne was too shocked that her mind blanked, forgetting to react.

Just then, a flash of white sprinted over and caught her in an embrace, preventing her fall.

"You alright?” Shane asked Yvonne in concern.

With lingering fear, Yvonne shook her head. "I'm fine.

Thank you!”

She got up from his hold and bowed to him gratefully. I f he had not appeared in time and saved her, her baby would be lost from the fall and the culprit of the tragedy would be the baby’s biological father!

Yvonne looked toward Henry, wronged and disapproving.

Still riled about Shane saving Yvonne in his arms, Henry felt his flame of fury burn brighter when he caught a glimpse of her gaze. "Yvonne Frey, what's the meaning of this?"

Yvonne looked away. "Nothing.” "Explain!" Henry pinned her chin to forcefully turn her face to him so she could only look at him.

She had the cheek to look wronged and even reprove him. Why was she not thinking about what she had done? She nearly costed Jackie’s life! Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Pained from her chin being pinched, Yvonne's eyes were involuntarily glossed.

Shane could not bear to see her like that and stepped i n while pressing his lips together. "Alright, Henry, can't you speak nicely?"

"Speak nicely?” Henry sneered. "She almost made Jackie lose her life and she’s not admitting it, coming t o me acting all innocent and saying hypocritically that she's worried about Jackie."

"Lose her life?" Yvonne's eyes bulged. "What do you mean lose her life?"

Henry glanced at her before shifting his gaze to Shane. "See, this is how she's acting all innocent."

"I'm not!" Yvonne argued aloud. "I don't even know what you’re talking about."

"Exactly, Henry, the truth is yet to be determined. Jacqueline is still unconscious. Ask her about it when she wakes up,” Shane advised.

Henry narrowed his eyes dangerously. "I believe Jackie. No one would play with their illness after all."

"That’s not necessarily the case," Shane muttered.

Henry did not hear what he said clearly but he was not interested. He stared at Yvonne coldly, "I told you during the day that if anything happens to Jackie, I won't let it slip. You should be grateful that she's okay. Otherwise, I won't forgive you."

He let go of her chin and went in the ward with a slam of the door.

Shane was the closest to the furniture and nearly got his nose knocked from it. Frightened, he jumped back at once. "What on earth - I’m here to check on the anesthesia and he’s locking me out here?"

"Dr. Summers," Yvonne called out coarsely, rubbing her reddened chin.

Putting the indignation of being refused at the door aside, Shane's expression softened. "Henry isn't here. Just call me by my name."

"Nah." Yvonne shook her head and asked urgently, "D r. Summers, what did Henry mean? What happened to Miss Conrad? Why is he saying that I'm the cause of i t?"

Shane sighed. "It’s simple, really. Jacqueline slit her wrist in the ward to commit suicide."

"What?" Yvonne was stupefied. "Suicide?"

"Yup. The nurse was quick to notice. Otherwise, she’d b e in the morgue now instead of the ward."

"But why did she try to commit suicide? What does it have to do with me?" Yvonne was overwrought.

Shane patted her head to calm her down. "This brings us back to the day. You should know about the call to Henry at noon, right?"

Yvonne nodded. "I do."

"I called him on Jacqueline’s phone. I told him that Jacqueline committed suicide and there was a will on her bed, but let's call it a repentance letter than a will."

"What did it say?"

"It said that she shouldn't have come back, shouldn't have contacted Henry again, and shouldn’t have come in between you and Henry. It asked that you stop calling her a homewrecker and say that she's breaking you and Henry up..."

Blood drained from Yvonne’s face as she staggered and nearly fell.

Shane swiftly tugged her to sit down on the bench in the corridor.

"That's why Henry told me what he did..." Yvonne chuckled wryly. Henry had heard about the will, thus assuming that she had roused Jacqueline's suicide.

Shane frowned. "Did you really tell Jacqueline that?”

Yvonne gripped her fists. "I did, but not today. It happened previously when she kept calling me to provoke me and threaten me to leave Henry. I lost my cool and said those things but she was still

scornful then. She didn't even look like she’d try to commit suicide. But now... is it really because of me?"

She doubted herself.

"No, not you." Shane shook his head. "I think I know why she attempted suicide now."

He stroked his chin wisely.

Yvonne turned to look at him instantly. "Why?"