Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 67 Skiing

Henry did not reply to her as he strolled down the staircase with his long legs. Yvonne watched as he came toward her step after step. The footsteps were unusually loud in the spacious living room. Each step felt like it landed on her heart.

Holding her breath and widening her eyes, Yvonne saw Henry stretching his hand and extending it toward her inch by inch.

She subconsciously shrunk. "Henry, you..."

"Shut up!" Henry growled lowly.

Yvonne clamped her mouth shut immediately and even stood there without moving a muscle.

Henry could not help doing a double-take when she was acting so docile before he wiped the little moisture on the corner of her lips with his thumb. " You're drooling."

"Drool - drooling?" Yvonne’s hand flew to the corner o f her mouth in disbelief and looked at the evidence on Henry's thumb before she flushed red. "It... it wasn’t on purpose...!"

Oh my gosh, she was drooling from laughing! It was embarrassing!

"I didn't say that you were doing it on purpose." Henry fished out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and

wiped his thumb with Yvonne's saliva clean carefully.

Yvonne felt like digging a hole and hiding in it. She did not even dare to look at what Henry was doing. She knew that she was going to remember that she drooled once she did.

"Yvonne Frey." Henry folded his handkerchief.

The girl looked like a middle schooler who was waiting for her name to be called by the teacher.

When she heard him calling for her, she straightened u p and shouted, "Here!"

Henry arched his brow, not expecting the reaction, while the ghost of a smile that he did not notice flashed in his gaze. "Watch it next time. As the young mistress of the Lancasters, I'm not asking you to be outstanding, but you must keep up basic etiquette at the very least."

"Yes, I know.” Yvonne nodded.

She knew that he was reminding her not to laugh so dumbly or drool next time. 1

"Good. Time for dinner." Henry headed for the dining room while Yvonne followed closely behind with small steps.

After the meal, Henry went to the study room while Yvonne went to wash up in the bedroom.

She did not know how long he would take before coming back to rest, so she went to bed after her shower without waiting for him.

When Yvonne woke up the next morning, she was slightly dumbstruck when she saw Henry sleeping beside her. She thought that he would have woken up and left early like he usually would. 1

Seeing that Henry showed no signs of waking up, Yvonne did not want to be the cause of it either. She gently lifted his arm that was resting on her waist away and softly got out of bed. She did not even dare t o wash up in the room’s bathroom for fear of making any noise.

After she got changed, she went to another room to freshen up.

"Morning, madam," Sue greeted her with a grin when Yvonne went downstairs.

Yvonne returned her smile. "Morning, Sue."

"Is sir not up yet?" Sue glanced upstairs.

Yvonne yawned. "Not yet. He was still sleeping when I got up."

"Look like sir’s worn out from last night.” Sue nodded understandings but Yvonne misunderstood her and got all flustered. "Sue, what are you talking about? We didn't... last night, we didn't do it!"

"Madam, what are you saying?" Sue watched the girl with a knowing grin. She was a young lady once, she knew what Yvonne was saying.

"Huh?" Yvonne blinked her eyes in a stupor. "I mean, last night we didn’t...”

"I know what you mean, madam." Sue cut her off with a chortle. "When I said sir's worn out from last night, I meant he was kept up in the study until five in the morning before he went to sleep in the bedroom. It's not what madam's thinking."

Yvonne was thoroughly befuddled. For a moment, she flushed and blanched, and flushed again. After that, she only wanted to kill herself with a slap.

She was utterly hopeless!

She had just embarrassed herself in front of Henry last night. She was making a joke out of herself now i n front of Sue.

There was no way to save herself!

Yvonne covered her face, unable to face anyone. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Sue knew that she was embarrassed and left after two stifled chuckles, leaving Yvonne to adjust her emotions.

When Yvonne did not hear any more sounds, she sneakily put down a hand that was covering her eyes and realized that she had been alone now. With a quizzical "huh," she put down her other hand swiftly and peered around with both eyes.

It was then she realized that there was no second soul in the living room other than herself.

"Where’s Sue?" she muttered to herself before making herself louder, "Sue?"

After a few cries, there was no response from the woman. It seemed that she had already left.

"Hah..." Yvonne breathed out lightly in relief.

Whether Sue had left for her chores or to save her some dignity, it was good news for Yvonne. She rubbed her heated cheeks and let out a light chuckle before heading to the dining room.

After breakfast, Yvonne waited for Henry in the living room but did not see him coming downstairs.

Recalling that Sue had mentioned about him sleeping at five in the morning, she guessed that he probably would not be waking up before noon.

Yvonne checked the time on her phone. "Half-past eight... Oh no, I'm going to be late!"

She got up quickly and left the villa with her bag like a tornado after notifying Sue.

Once she got to the company, she was encircled by a group of ardent employees.

"Miss Frey, tell us about the team building."

"I heard that everyone in the company is traveling overseas for a skiing trip, is it true?"

"Miss Frey, I don't want to travel. Can I exchange the team building budget to equivalent cash?”

All sorts of questions were leaving these people's lips a mile a minute. Yvonne was getting a headache from listening to them and was stumbling from being pushed around. Her clean business suit was even wrinkled from the jostling.

"Can you all quiet down first? I don't know the answers to your questions either. When the team building notice is announced, take a look on your own. There's no need to ask me."

"What? You don't know? Aren’t you Mr. Lancaster's personal secretary? How could you not know?" Someone doubted her reply.

Yvonne rolled her eyes. "It's impossible for a personal secretary to know it all. Okay, go back to work. I'm going to work too."

She trudged her way through these people and ran to the elevator. Upon entering it, it was only then that she felt alive. Yvonne did not want to go through being pushed and nudged around by so many people again.

The elevator reached its designated floor with a ding.

Yvonne smoothed out her attire and plastered a professional expression on her face before walking out with a smile.

"Miss Frey, you're just in time." A tall female secretary who wore the same smile stopped her when she passed one of the secretary offices.

Yvonne halted and asked politely, "Is something the matter?" "It's about the team building. We heard about you getting stopped by the colleagues downstairs and are assigning you a task."

"What task?"

The female secretary passed her a stack of information. "Sort out the information for the team building trip and send it to the company's intranet and groups."

"No problem." Yvonne agreed easily.

The female secretary patted her on the shoulder." Thank you then. Come to me anytime if you have a question.”

"Okay, thank you."

Sending the lady off, Yvonne went back to her office t o begin her busy day. Halfway through her work, Lynette was up on her floor looking for her again.