Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 212 Secret

Under these circumstances, Henry only had one obvious answer.

His eyes flickered past her as he turned to return home.

Yvonne pouted her lips and headed for the ladies' room as well.

As soon as she entered the ladies' room, she couldn't contain herself and started to laugh.

She never thought that Henry would be so childish to a point where he would follow her around, afraid that she would run off.

He did not seem to be that kind of person in the past, but now he seemed to be showing his true colors.

Could a person change so much within just a month?

In the past, his attitude and treatment towards her could only be described in one word: cold. Now, he was the complete opposite. Could it be because he loved her?

No, that's impossible!

Yvonne was still denying the possibility that Henry truly loved her.

She still found it hard to believe that he would love her. When he came back to her after abandoning her for three years, she thought that he had finally

accepted her as his wife.

But in the end, he had only done so to obtain her bone marrow. Although she believed him when he said he wouldn’t meet Jacqueline, he continued to do so behind her back. The worst part was when he sacrificed their child for the sake of the Conrads. 1

That's why this time, she could not bring herself to believe him. She was not going to go soft on him.

What if he had another motive when he said he loved her?

She took a deep breath, calmed herself and recollected her senses as she thought it through. She must not have any hopes towards Henry anymore! NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

When she was done and left the ladies’ room, there was a lot of chatter coming from her house.

She curiously walked to her house.

"What are you..." Yvonne was shocked to find a whole group of people standing outside her house, clueless about the occasion that was happening at her house.

"Yvonne, you're back." A lady saw her approaching and her eyes narrowed as she smiled.

Yvonne shuddered and broke into cold sweat. "What are you doing here madam?”

"We're here to meet Henry. We've heard about the news from the chief. Henry's going to invest in our village and help us gather some income," said the lady excitedly. 1

Yvonne now understood that the villagers were here t o thank Henry.

"I see. Come in then, he's inside." Yvonne opened the door to let them in.

The villagers rushed into her house like a swarm of bees to look for Henry.

After they all entered, Yvonne sighed and closed the door. She then snickered when she saw everyone in the living room and walked to the kitchen.

She knew that Henry was not adept at handling large crowds, especially those who came from a different background.

She could not wait to see how he would react when he had to face so many villagers!

Just thinking of it made her so excited, she hastily ran into the kitchen. "Sue."

“Madam, I was just about to look for you." Sue looked a t her, and her face was filled with excitement.

Yvonne blinked and said, "What happened?"

"So many guests suddenly showed up in the house. I'm just about to prepare some tea for them. I can’t seem to find the tea leaves, and that's why I was looking for you," replied Sue as she waved her hand.

Yvonne smiled and said, "I see, the tea leaves are in the cupboard."

As she spoke, she took out the tea leaves and passed

them to Sue.

Sue took them from her and went off to prepare drinks for the guests. 1

Yvonne stood there, waiting for her to be done and was going to help her carry the tray of tea to the living room.

Sue couldn’t stop her from helping, so she let her be.

"Be careful madam, the tea's very hot." Sue saw that she had some difficulty carrying the tray while warning her out of concern.

Yvonne insisted that she was alright and said, "Relax Sue, I know what I'm doing."

"I hope so." Sue was laughing so hard she started to wheeze.

Yvonne carried the tray and went to the living room which was completely filled with people who were chattering away.

Henry was seated in the middle of them all. He seemed to be listening to them very earnestly without a hint of impatience on his face.

But Yvonne could tell that he wasn't paying attention t o them at all. Instead, his mind was probably drifting elsewhere.

That's because she understood his character and had even experienced it before. In the past, when she mustered up the courage to talk to him, Henry was not interested in listening and merely tapped his fingers o

n the table.

He was doing the exact same thing now!

She thought to herself that the reason why Henry had not chased them away or even stormed off to his room was probably due to the etiquette and manners instilled into him as a child.

"Excuse me," said Yvonne after lightly coughing twice to interrupt the guests.

The living room fell silent all of a sudden.

Henry gathered his thoughts and saw Yvonne carrying a large tray. His lips were pursed and he walked towards her immediately to receive the tray from her.

"Why're you bringing the drinks, where’s Sue?" asked Henry in a deep voice as he placed the tray on the table.

Yvonne wiped the sweat off her forehead and said," Sue’s busy in the kitchen, so I'm helping her instead."

As she finished, she picked up the kettle to pour tea for everyone, i

Henry held her hand to stop her and said, "I'll do it, so you get some rest."

"You..." Yvonne looked at him with a surprised expression.

As Henry was already grabbing onto her shoulder, he very naturally guided her and sat her down on the chair he sat on a moment ago. He then took up the kettle and poured tea for each of the guests.

The guests were so surprised to see him personally handing out cups of tea to them. They thanked him continuously.

The lady who had spoken to Yvonne a while ago was especially impressed. She looked at him like a mother looking at her son-in-law. The more she looked at him, the more she liked him.

Yvonne was slightly uncomfortable with this. She still loved Henry in her heart even though she had not forgiven him yet. She did not like it when someone else looked at him so lovingly.

Hence, she stood up and moved her chair to the side before sitting down again.

When she sat, her back was directly facing the lady.

After she did that, the lady couldn't see Henry anymore.

Her actions were so natural, even her expression remained neutral as she moved. No one including the lady had realized what was wrong.

Henry snickered as he saw Yvonne's slightly delighted expression. His lips curled upwards as he was both surprised and happy that Yvonne had done what she did just now.

What surprised him was Yvonne had taken the initiative and blocked the lady's gaze which normally he would have trouble reacting to.

What made him happy was that she obviously still cared for him.

When Henry was just about to tell Yvonne something, she had reached out for a cup of tea on the table.

His eyes narrowed and immediately snatched the cup away from her.

Yvonne was startled. "What are you doing?”

"Drink this." Henry brought out a glass of milk out of nowhere and placed it in her hand. "You should drink less tea, it's not good for you."

"And who was the one who made my body..."

The lady started to laugh and that interrupted Yvonne from finishing her sentence. "Well, look at these two. Yvonne, Henry seems to treat you well, and you’ve found yourself quite a splendid husband there."

Yvonne's face stiffened.

Henry was treating her well?

How laughable.

He was only treating her well for the past two days. What about all the things he had done to her previously? Was he treating her well then?

"You must be joking madam,” replied Yvonne coldly as her eyes looked down.

Henry noticed that she was acting strangely and could guess the reason for her actions. He immediately felt guilty and said to the lady, "Don't worry madam, I'll treat her even better from now on."

"You see, what a lovable couple you are. I suppose we should leave you lovebirds be. We'll be leaving now," said the lady as she got up from her chair.

The others saw this and followed suit.

Very soon, everyone in the living room had left except for the lady. She was staring at Yvonne earnestly.

Finally, she turned to Henry and said, "Henry, could you come with me? I'd like to tell you a secret."