Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 215 Sleeping With Sue

"Yes!” Henry’s single word reply came resolutely.

Shane was surprised. "You’re? Still?”

"Of course. At the very least, I want to know who her parents are and if she was abandoned. If she wasn’t and her parents are looking for her too, then I'll reveal identity and let her reunite with them,” Henry said with a low tone.

Shane's reply was mocking. "But I think your wish will fall through."

"Hmm?” Henry narrowed his eyes. "Why do you say s o?"

There was a reflective glare on Shane’s glasses as if he had a knowing premonition. He answered, "No reason, I’m just guessing.” 1

"Is it... I thought you knew who her parents were," Henry scoffed.

Shane averted his eyes without replying. He actually knew but he could not disclose it now. 1

"Alright." Henry rubbed his throbbing temples. "Help m e with this and I owe you a favor."

"A favor?” Shane arched a brow. "So she's forgiven you?”

Henry's gaze grew dimmer. "Not yet but it’s better

than before."

Before this, she ignored him completely. Now, she at least talked to him, albeit her attitude was not the greatest.

"Hmm, looks like the day you'll be forgiven is coming soon then." Shane's tone was tinged with slight grievance.

The corners of Henry's lips tugged upward. "Thank you for your wish."

"Hah, don’t thank me. Thank Yvonne if you want to. She still loves you now, so she’ll forgive you sooner or later. But I hope that you will treat her properly in the future. Don't hurt her again. Otherwise, I won't do the same thing I did this time." 1

"What?" Henry scowled.

Shane could hear the edge in his tone and chuckled," My feelings for her of course. If you hurt her or upset her again for Jacqueline or someone else, I won't let her go."

Shane said it with a smile but the seriousness and the determination in his tone were evident.

Henry was disgruntled but he could not do anything t o Shane through the phone call. He could only speak icily as he reined in his rage, "You won't have the chance."

"Hopefully so. If there is, though, I'll fight for it. Alright, I have another surgery lined up. I'm hanging up now."

Shane cut the call after that.

Staring at his phone, Henry's gaze was sharp like it was manifesting a blade. If he had known, he would not have picked up the call. No man could take other men coveting his wife, especially Shane Summers who even declared that he would court Yvonne Frey if he had the chance. Did he think he was dead?! 1

Henry put away his phone and returned to the house with a glower.

Sue dared not speak to him when she saw his expression, quietly watching as he went to the room.

"Yvonne Frey, open the door.” Henry knocked.

Opening the door, Yvonne asked, "Done talking to Miss Conrad?"

"Jackie?” Henry frowned. "What’s with Jackie?”

"Weren’t you talking to her on the phone?” Yvonne pursed her lips, jealousy dripping from her tone.

There was a light tug on Henry's lips. "Are you jealous?"

Yvonne's eyes bulged as her composure slipped. "Who - who's jealous? I'm not.”

"Is that so?” Henry looked at her with a small smirk.

Turning away, Yvonne dared not meet his eyes.

"Okay, I’ll quit playing.” Henry coughed and rearranged his expression. "The one who called me

just now wasn't Jackie."

Yvonne's eyes twinkled at the revelation. "It wasn't her?"

"It was Shane," Henry said.

Yvonne's head snapped back. "Dr. Summers?"

"Mm.” Henry nodded.

There was an unnoticeable breath of relief as

Yvonne's expression relaxed a little but she still felt awkward. She had misunderstood him. It was not Jacqueline who called him. It was Shane.

"Anything else you want to know?" Henry asked.

Yvonne’s lips parted, like she wanted to say something, but she swallowed it ultimately. "Nothing."

"Get some rest then." Henry patted her head and took his clothes in the room to go for a shower.

Watching his back, Yvonne touched the spot she was patted in a daze. He was acting more intimately with her now. Delightfully surprised, she was also not quite used to it.

In the past, she had hoped for him to treat her like he was now but now that he was acting like that, she did not know what to do. She wanted to run away from it but she was reluctant to, yet she could not get it past herself if she did not avoid it.

If this went on, she might even fall into depression. 1

"Sigh..." Yvonne smoothed out her hair that was ruffled by Henry with a sigh and left the room quietly t o go to the next one.

Sue was surprised when she opened the door and saw the girl. "Madam, why are you here?"

"Sue, can I sleep with you tonight?" Yvonne asked.

Sue was bewildered. "Sleep with me?"

"Mn." Yvonne looked at her in anticipation.

The corners of Sue's lips twitched. "Why are you sleeping with me, madam? What about sir?"

"He gets the room to himself."

"You mean, you’re not sleeping with sir?" Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Yvonne shook her head. She had not given up on the idea of divorcing Henry. Before the divorce, she did not want to sleep with him. What happened in the day was just an accident.

"I see..." Sue was caught in between.

Yvonne hugged her arm and swung it. "Sue, just let m e. There are only two rooms here. I can only sleep with you."

"But sir..."

"Sue!" Yvonne cut her off before putting on a pleading look. "Let me. I really don’t want to stay with him."

Feeling a headache, Sue agreed ultimately.

Yvonne beamed happily. "I'll go get my pillow."

As she spoke, she sprinted back next door to get said item.

Standing by the bed, Sue watched helplessly as Yvonne made the bed. "Madam, what should I do if sir gets angry about it?"

"I just want to sleep with you. What does he have to be angry about?" Yvonne froze slightly.

Sue shook her head. "I'm not sure either."

"That’s it then. Let’s sleep, Sue." Yvonne got into the bed and patted the space beside her.

Not knowing how to react, Sue said, "Go ahead and sleep, madam. I'll go to the washroom."

"Sure," Yvonne replied and bundled herself up with the cover.

Taking a look at her, Sue stepped out of the room softly and knocked on the door next to hers. The door opened shortly, revealing Henry in a bathrobe. There was still moisture hanging on him, his hair was damp as well, apparently having just gotten out of shower.

He dried his hair while he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Sir." Sue whispered, "Madam’s in my room."

"What?” Henry's action halted abruptly.

Sue repeated herself. "Madam's in my room."

"What's she doing in your room?” Henry narrowed his eyes.

That was why he did not see her when he exited the bathroom, thinking that she had gone to the toilet. She had gone to Sue's room instead.

"Madam came to me just now saying that she wanted t o sleep with me. She brought her pillow too. She's asleep on my bed right now,” Sue elaborated with a chuckle.

Henry’s eye twitched. "She really said that?"

"Yes." Sue nodded. "That's why I’m here to get you and ask if you want to call her back, sir.”