Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 62 Abroad

"The invitations have been sent. I haven’t arranged anything else for the time being." Henry sat back down in his previous seat.

The old man thought about it and said, "Take Yvonne along for this remembrance day. She's been married t o you for three years. It's time that she meets Lancaster’s ancestors and your parents.”

"Yes." Henry did not object to it.

Old Lancaster was slightly surprised at his swift agreement.

The Lancaster's remembrance day was held once every three years. Three years ago, Yvonne had coincided with it not long after she got married into the family. In spite of it, Henry was adamant about not allowing the girl to go. Now that he had suddenly agreed, did it mean that he at least felt something for the girl?

The old man's mood lightened up promptly. His earlier aggrieved face had hints of a smile now. "I heard Yvonne say that your company is organizing a trip abroad for team building and you aren’t taking her along?"

Henry frowned immediately. “She told you this too?" "Yeah, Yvonne asked me to talk to you." Old Lancaster stared at him. "Henry, can't you take her along since

she wants to go?"

Henry looked away and answered faintly, “Grandpa, she can't go skiing."

"Nonsense!" The old man slapped the armrest. "So she can't go on the trip at all when she can't go skiing? Are those who are sick shouldn't be living too?"

Hearing the displeasure in his grandfather’s words, Henry palmed his forehead. "Grandpa, it's not the same. What I mean is her health..."

"What's with her health? I think you just don’t want to take her along."

Old Lancaster had a "I-knew-it” face on, successfully muting Henry as he did not know what to counter with either.

He could not let Yvonne Frey go because she had just done a bone marrow surgery. She had yet to recover fully and she was not as healthy as she used to be. She would fall sick easily.

Moreover, it was freezing where they would be going t o ski. If she caught a fever or a cold, it could spur unexpected consequences.

In spite of it, Henry could not tell his grandfather these things. If the old man knew that Yvonne had donated her bone marrow to Jacqueline, he would blow his top.

Hence, Henry pressed his lips together. "Okay, I'll bring her along!"

He did not know that the woman was actually smart, knowing to persuade his grandfather to talk to him.

"That's the way to go." Old Lancaster stroked his silvering beard and chuckled. "You're husband and wife. You should be one. Wherever you go, you should be taking her with you. That’s how you'll get a child sooner."

The corners of Henry's eyes twitched unnoticeably." This is why you agree to talk to me for Yvonne?"

Old Lancaster froze a little and coughed unnaturally. " Uh, this is killing two birds with one stone."

Henry side-eyed him without saying anything.

Being stared at in despise by a youngster, Old Lancaster was inevitably a little embarrassed despite having lived for so long and growing some thick skin along with it. He shakily stood up from his seat while holding on to his walking stick.

"It’s getting late. I'm going back."

"It's already late. Don't trouble yourself, Grandpa. Just stay the night," Henry said faintly.

"That works too." As if he had been waiting for this invitation, the old man agreed easily.

Henry pulled a long face, feeling like he had been tricked by his grandfather again. Even then, he still had already prepared a room for the latter. After making sure his grandfather had settled in and fallen asleep, Henry went back to the master bedroom.

Yvonne was watching television sitting on the bed. When she saw him, she hopped off immediately after switching the television off to help him remove his jacket.

"Henry, is Grandpa asleep?" she asked softly.

Henry hummed. "The Lancaster’s remembrance day is next month. You're going too.”

"I'm going too?" Yvonne froze in the midst of hanging the jacket and looked at him in shock.

"Yes!"

Suppressing the excitement in herself, Yvonne asked again in disbelief, "Really? I can go too?"

She heard it from Sue that the Lancasters held their remembrance day once every three years and those who went were people acknowledged to be in the family.

She had married into the Lancasters, but she was not yet a recognized member. Prior to that, she could not b e considered as a whole Lancaster.

This had been her regret because he did not want to take her along three years ago. Nonetheless, he was willing to now. Could she assume that Henry acknowledged her as his wife?

"You can refuse to go if you don't believe it," Henry replied nonchalantly while tugging at his tie.

"I'm going, I'm going!” Yvonne clasped her hands

together tightly with overflowing delight.

It was remembrance day. How could she not be going!

Looking at Yvonne’s wide beam, Henry's gaze darkened a little as he was filled with some sense of joy as well. He swept the feeling away swiftly. 1

"Yvonne Frey, did you tell Grandpa to have me take you overseas?" Henry popped the button of his shirt off while he looked coldly at the woman who was still i n glee.

The woman mentioned froze immediately as her eyes darted around. "I - I..."

"Alright. Grandpa's already told me that it’s you who made him talk to me." Henry cut her off with a wave o f a hand.

Yvonne stuck her tongue out. "Sorry, Henry. I really, really want to go, so..."

"This is the only exception." Henry went to the coffee table and poured himself a glass of red wine that he had yet to finish last time. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Yvonne stared at him dumbly before she asked in doubt, "Henry, are you mad?"

"If I were mad, I wouldn’t be talking to you so nicely." Henry sipped on the red wine without sparing her a glance.

Yvonne breathed in relief and smiled. "It's good that you aren't mad. Don't worry, I won't do it again."

Worried that he would not believe her, she even put up three fingers like she was making a vow.

Her serious look felt somehow naive and cute to Henry. There was an unnoticeable upward tug at the corner of Henry’s lips.

"Prepare your documents and pass them to Joe tomorrow so he can apply for a visa.”

"Visa?” Yvonne quivered. "Henry, you're agreeing to take me along?”

"Grandpa's spoken. Could I not?" Henry side-eyed her.

Yvonne chuckled in a daze. "Thank you, Henry.”

"You should thank Grandpa.”

"I know. I'll thank him tomorrow."

Henry did not reply to that. After emptying the glass o f wine, he headed for the bathroom.

The next day when Yvonne woke up, Henry was not around anymore. When she went downstairs and asked about it, she was told that he had sent the elder home early in the morning.

"Sue, why didn’t you wake me up? Grandpa must be upset that I didn't wake up to send him off,” Yvonne grumbled with a pout.

Receiving two pieces of good news in a row last night, i t made her so ecstatic that she only fell asleep late in the night. The consequence was that Old Lancaster had woken up earlier than her.

He must've thought that she was a lazy granddaughter -in-law.

Catching Yvonne's anxious energy, Sue smiled. "Don't overthink it, madam. It's not that I didn't wake you up. Master didn't want me to. He said to let you sleep in longer and not to send him."

"Is that so?" Yvonne blinked in astonishment.

"Of course. Madam, come have breakfast now." Sue patted her shoulder.

Nodding, Yvonne went to the dining room after the woman.

Arriving at the office after breakfast, Yvonne met Joe who had come out from the other secretary office once she exited the elevator.

Her eyes shone as she quickly stopped him. "Mr. Woods, hold on."