Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 211 Back To The City

"You're despicable!" Yvonne angrily glared at him, her body stiff.

She had guessed what would happen when he told her the reason to not move.

He was definitely horny!

"Despicable?" Henry raised an eyebrow. "How am I despicable? Isn't it normal for me to feel horny when I see my wife?"

Yvonne slightly opened her mouth, wanting to retaliate at him, but she couldn't figure out how she could retaliate.

He was not wrong though. They were still married as a couple - it was normal for him to look for his wife to satisfy his needs.

But...

Yvonne gritted her teeth. "Yes, you have your reasons and I can't argue with you on that. But don't forget, we're not in the room now. If you act so casually... what would Sue say?"

“Sue's outside, she didn't follow me." Henry answered without batting an eyelid. He then proceeded to carry her forward, using one foot to close the door behind them and said, "Now that we’re in our room, Sue won't be able to notice anything even if she enters the

house. Does that mean I can..."

"No!" Yvonne cut him off before he could finish his sentence.

Henry stared at her. "Why not? You're my wife."

Yvonne turned her face away. "There's no particular reason. It's simply because I don't want to." 2

"Really?" Henry squinted his eyes.

Yvonne took a deep breath and said, "Yes, I don't want to do it with you!"

Henry felt hurt when she rejected him directly.

He wasn’t actually going to do it with her, seeing how weak her body was at the moment. He would only injure her if he did it.

He was merely trying to see how she would react to his advances. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

He had not expected her to react so negatively.

Henry lowered his head as he thought of it. His emotions were completely covered and his voice croaked as he said, "I'll step back if you don't want to d 0 it, only if you say my name."

"You're threatening me?" Yvonne looked at him in contempt.

Henry sneered, "Threaten? I guess you could say that, s 0 are you going to say my name or not?"

Yvonne lowered her head in silence.

Truthfully, she did not want to say it.

But she knew that she wouldn't be able to break free from him no matter how hard she struggled.

She was like a cat that was being held by the back of its neck. So long as she doesn't please her master, she’d be forced to do his bidding. So she only had one obvious choice to make.

Yvonne clenched her fist tightly and mumbled, "Henry

As he heard his name being called, he immediately felt so excited it was as if he had longed for his name t o be called.

But in actuality, it was merely a little more than a month when she last said his name.

"I didn't quite catch that. Louder please." Henry rested his chin on her head as he asked her to repeat herself.

"HENRY!" shouted Yvonne, her voice raised, "Are you happy now?"

Henry nodded in acknowledgement and said, "Quite."

"Then why aren't you letting me go!" said Yvonne as she shrugged her shoulders.

Henry slowly released her.

The moment she was free, she immediately stepped a few meters away from him as if he was some dangerous villain.

Henry felt disheartened and unhappy when he saw her running away fearfully but did not blame her for it.

He knew it in his heart that he had to try to seek her forgiveness.

"I'll be heading back to the city in two days," said Henry suddenly as he evened the crease on his shirt.

Yvonne felt slightly excited and said, "Really?"

He was finally leaving.

She actually thought that he was planning to stay there for a long time.

"That's right, something happened at the company and I need to head back and resolve it," answered Henry.

Yvonne suppressed her excitement and pulled a straight face. "I understand, but you don't have to explain it to me."

She wasn't planning to return with him anyway.

Henry could see right through her no matter how hard she tried to hide her emotions. She was blinking so much Henry thought it was cute and funny.

She still wasn't planning to head back with him?

'However, too bad for her, she's about to be disappointed!’

"I’m telling you this so that you have enough time to prepare and pack up your things, otherwise you might

not make it to board the train on time," said Henry as h e folded his arms.

Yvonne’s eyes widened and was startled. "You want m e to go back with you?"

"What else do you think?” sneered Henry.

Yvonne gritted her teeth. "I..."

"If you are about to refuse, forget it. Do you remember what I said at the chief's house?” Henry fixed his sight on her.

Yvonne felt a shiver run down her spine. "I do remember, but you meant that I couldn’t divorce you. You hadn’t mentioned anything about following you back!"

"Is there a difference?” Henry’s face sank. "What's the difference between you staying here and not divorcing me? Or did you think I would eventually agree to divorce you if we lived separately for long enough?”

Yvonne lowered her eyes and did not reply.

That was actually her plan.

Henry knew he had hit the nail on the head when she lowered her head and was slightly angered by it.

However, he still managed to suppress his anger and patiently said, "I have already discussed all the details and terms with the chief over breakfast which you know already. Whether or not the investment succeeds is solely up to you, so you decide what you

want to do."

As he finished, he patted Yvonne on the head, then turned around and left the room.

Yvonne stood there, watching him leave. She felt furious at him.

But she knew that she couldn’t win against him in an argument and being furious would be useless anyhow.

“Madam, sir has asked me to help you with your packing. What would you like me to help you with?" asked Sue as she walked into the room.

Yvonne wiped the tears off her eyes and replied in a croaky voice, "I'll be able to handle it myself. You carry on with your work Sue, thank you.”

"Alright then madam, if you say so. Do let me know if you need my help though." Sue nodded instead of insisting to help.

Yvonne rubbed her nose, closed the door, and took out her luggage from underneath the bed.

She did not have the slightest intention of returning to the city with Henry, hence she packed very slowly.

She had taken almost an hour to finish packing which would've normally take minutes to complete.

Henry saw her out of the corner of his eyes and said lazily, "Finished packing?"

Yvonne paused her movement for a while but did not reply.

Henry knew that she was throwing a tantrum and paid no attention to her. He flipped a page in the book that he was reading. "You might want to check again t o see if you've missed anything. I don’t want to hear you complaining that you need to come back and get something that you've missed."

Yvonne mocked, "Do I look like a person who would go against her word?"

"That's good then," said Henry as he nodded slightly.

Yvonne paid him no attention and walked to the exit.

Henry raised an eyebrow. "Where're you going?"

Yvonne hastened her footsteps instead of answering.

Seeing this, Henry put down the book in his hands and followed her. He couldn't bear to leave her alone.

As she walked, she noticed that someone was following her and turned to look. She then said, "Mr. Lancaster, I’m headed to the ladies' room. Are you going to follow me?"

"Ladies' room?" Henry was slightly startled. "Aren't you heading out?"

"Did I say I was going out? It was all your own assumption." Yvonne rolled her eyes and continued," Are you still going to follow me?"