Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 103 Lynette’s Invitation Card

Yvonne was slightly puzzled.

Henry laughed softly. "I don't have any intention to do that with you. I'm exhausted!"

Yvonne’s blush deepened. She realized that she had misunderstood him. She wanted so badly to hide from him given the deep embarrassment.

"That's... not what I meant!” she stammered and tried t o defend herself.

Henry raised his eyebrow slightly. "Then what did you mean by that?"

"Nothing. I'm sleepy now." She closed her eyes immediately.

Henry did not pester her about it anymore. "Fine.”

He then closed his eyes again.

Yvonne hesitated for a short while. "Henry..."

"Yes?" Henry opened his thin lips slightly.

"Goodnight."

Henry’s eyelids fluttered slightly. He seemed to want t o open his eyes, but he decided against it at last." Goodnight..."

He responded to her.

It had been more than ten years now. Nobody ever

wished him a good night since his parents were involved in an accident, not even Grandpa or Jackie. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Now, he heard it again. It was even from a woman whom he never thought was attractive.

At that moment, Henry was filled with a deep gentleness. He pulled Yvonne deeply into his embrace. Although he used a strong force, he did not hurt her. "Go to sleep."

Yvonne noticed the gentleness and care in that hug. She seemed overwhelmed by an unexpected joy.

She was unaware of the reason why he became so gentle toward her all of a sudden. She did not even know what his current thoughts were.

But she did not inquire about it for fear that he might stop being gentle toward her after she did so. Then, it would be a waste.

When she thought about that, she snuggled up to him, found a comfortable spot in his embrace, and slept soundly. 1

They had a good night's sleep.

The next day, Yvonne found that Henry was no longer there when she woke up.

She sighed regrettably, got up, and went to the bathroom to clean herself up. Then, she went downstairs.

"Madam." Sue saw her as she went downstairs. She smiled and greeted her. "Good morning.”

"Morning, Sue.” Yvonne yawned. "Did Henry leave?" "The master left early in the morning," Sue replied. Then, she added, "He returned to the family residence."

"Is something wrong?" Yvonne asked in confusion.

Sue shook her head. "I'm not sure about that. Why don’t you ask him? He might have told you about it."

Yvonne lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly. "Sue, don’t joke with me. How would he tell me about his affairs?"

"That's not entirely true. I notice that your relationship with the master has become much closer recently."

Yvonne was shocked to hear that.

Did she have a closer relationship with Henry?

How was that possible?

"Sue, don't make fun of me." Yvonne waved her hands, completely disregarding what Sue said.

Sue laughed softly. "Madam, I'm not making fun of you here. Didn’t you notice that he’s become more patient with you? He’ll take the initiative to chat with you. He'll answer your questions if you have any queries. H e even smiles at you now. These kinds of things never happened before."

"This..." Yvonne widened her eyes.

After listening to Sue, she felt that it was indeed true.

"Madam, don't you believe me?" Sue looked at Yvonne.

Yvonne made no replies.

It was not that she was unwilling to believe it. She was not confident enough to do so.

What if she believed in what Sue said? She was afraid that their relationship would revert to its previous state even though they became much closer to each other now.

"That's fine. Since you don’t believe me, just forget about it. Madam, the breakfast is ready and you may enjoy it now." Sue changed the topic.

Yvonne nodded. "Alright."

After breakfast, she went to the office.

Lynette was waiting for Yvonne at the entrance of the office. She held Yvonne's arm in a friendly manner when she saw Yvonne. "Yvonne, finally you're here."

"What's wrong?" Yvonne took out her access card and opened the door.

Lynette nudged her shoulders slightly. "I purposely came to meet you for an important thing. It’s my birthday soon. Do you still remember it?” 1

"Of course. How could I forget your birthday even though I couldn't remember about others?" Yvonne patted Lynette’s forehead. "So you came to meet me early in the morning just because of this?"

"Yes. I came specially to give you the invitation card." Lynette took out a red invitation card from her bag and put it on the desk.

Yvonne took it up and glanced at it. She smiled. "Is it a n invitation card? Are you sure you're going to have a birthday party instead of a wedding ceremony?”

"Of course not! My mom did that." Lynette sat down.

Yvonne's interest was piqued. "By the way, it's been a while since I've met your parents. How have they been recently?"

"My mom is still doing well, but my dad..." Lynette lowered her eyes. She seemed to be enveloped in a tinge of sadness.

Yvonne realized too late that she had inquired about the things she should not ask in the first place. She wanted so badly to slap her imprudent mouth.

"I’m sorry, Lyn. I..." She apologized to Lynette immediately.

Lynette waved her hand and interrupted her. "That's fine. I don’t blame you. Why are you so nervous?"

Yvonne still felt quite guilty.

She knew that Lynette always cared about her father's health.

Lynette always seemed optimistic and joyful. It seemed like nothing really bothered her. But in fact, Lynette suppressed everything deep inside her heart. She just never talked about them.

"Let’s not talk about it. Remember to bring your husband along. You'll know why I'm holding such a grand birthday party when you come." Lynette signed.

Yvonne’s hand trembled as she held the invitation card in her hand. "Is it a must to bring along one's husband?"

"Of course not. But you're the only one who is married. You can come with him. But Yvonne, it seems like you don't want to bring your husband along and attend my birthday party." Lynette looked at her suspiciously.

Yvonne averted her gaze. "No, it's nothing like that. It's just that my husband doesn't enjoy these kinds of occasions, so..."

"If he dislikes such things, we'll leave him out. I don't force people to do as I wish." Lynette smiled and patted her shoulder.

Yvonne breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."

"Fine. I've given you the invitation card. I'll leave now." Lynette got up and bid her goodbye.

Yvonne replied, "Let me see you off."

After that, she led Lynette and opened the door. In that instant, she was shocked to see a man standing at the door.

"Mr. Lancaster?" Yvonne screamed aloud.

Lynette, who was standing behind her, heard that. She peeked over Yvonne's shoulder and saw Henry who was standing at the door. She trembled, then she immediately greeted him, "Mr. Lancaster!"

"Who are you?" Henry ignored Yvonne and looked at Lynette.

Lynette introduced herself seriously. "I’m an employee who works in the Planning Department. My name is Lynette.”

"So you're Lynette?" Henry raised his eyebrow.

Lynette was shocked. "Do you know me, Mr. Lancaster?"

Henry peeked at Yvonne from the corner of his eyes. " I've heard about you. What are you doing here?" 1

"Yvonne and me... No, Miss Frey is my best friend. I came here purposely to meet her." Lynette replied.

Henry narrowed his eyes. "But it's office hours now!"

"I’m sorry, Mr. Lancaster. I'll leave right away." Lynette's facial expression changed slightly. She apologized to him immediately. 1

After giving an apology, she lowered her head and left swiftly.

Henry and Yvonne were the only ones left at the door. The atmosphere became slightly tense now.

Yvonne drew in a breath. "Henry, don't blame Lyn.

Just blame me for it."

"Why do I have to blame you?" Henry looked down at her. 1

Yvonne was stunned. "Just because it's office hours

now. She came to meet me..."

"That's fine. Why did she come to meet you?” Henry waved his hand, changing the topic.

Yvonne tucked away the hair around her ears. "She came to give me an invitation card. It's her birthday soon in a few days."

"Are you going then?" 1

"Yes."

Lynette was her best friend, and she definitely needed to attend her birthday party.

If she did not go, Lynette would certainly be angry about it.

Yvonne was hesitant when she thought about that. " Henry..."

Henry's eyelids fluttered. "What is it?"