Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 71 Being Kind For A Reason

"I've no idea,” Yvonne held her forehead in shame.

Lynette was shocked, "You don't know?"

"Well, I fainted in the first-class cabin after vomiting, s o I don't know what happened after that. I think he's probably disgusted," Yvonne replied in embarrassment.

Henry would usually show disgust at her foolish grins and poor taste in fashion. Hence, one could imagine the look on his face after she threw up. 1

"Definitely. After all, even I was disgusted just now. But at the same time, I'm envious too," Lynette sighed.

The corners of Yvonne's mouth twitched, "What’s there to be envious about?"

"The first-class cabin, of course. Think about it, you weren’t sent back to economy class after you fainted. I t must be Mr. Lancaster who left you in the first-class cabin. Isn’t that enviable? Tell me Yvonne, how was it like being in the first-class cabin?" Lynette grabbed her hand and pressed the question.

"First-class cabin...?" Yvonne thought for a moment and was about to say something when she saw their suitcases out of the corner of her eye.

"Lyn, let’s leave it till we go to the hotel. Grab your suitcase first."

"Alright," Lynette nodded in agreement.

The two took their respective suitcases and hurriedly joined the big group.

By the time they arrived, everyone else was pretty much there and Joe was ushering everyone to board the bus.

Yvonne followed behind Lynette and was about to get on the bus when Joe came over, "Miss Frey, Mr.

Lancaster has requested you to join him."

Yvonne retracted her foot. "Why?"

If she remembered correctly, Henry wasn’t taking the bus. He was riding in a car that was specially arranged by Joe instead.

"Mr. Lancaster has informed me that you aren't feeling well, so you won't be joining the rest," Joe replied with a smile.

Yvonne looked at Lynette.

Lynette waved her hand understanding!^ "Go quickly. Don't let Mr. Lancaster's kindness go to waste. You can leave your suitcase with me.”

After saying that, she took Yvonne's suitcase. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Yvonne quickly thanked her, "I'll leave it in your hands then, Lyn."

"No worries, just introduce me to your husband and ask him to treat me to a meal next time when we have time. I'm extremely curious about him. He must be a god-like figure to be able to befriend Mr. Lancaster. I really want to meet him!" Lynette said longingly.

Yvonne smiled wryly and responded ambiguously," Alright, alright..."

"That's settled then, we’ll meet at the hotel later, bye!"

"Bye!"

The bus door closed. Yvonne then followed Joe and headed in the opposite direction, where Henry's car was parked.

Joe led her to the car and knocked on the window, "M r. Lancaster.”

The car window rolled down and revealed Henry's stern face. "Get in!"

He looked past Joe and right at Yvonne.

Joe quickly stepped aside for her to get in the car.

Yvonne took two steps forward, opened the car door, got in, then warmed her hands with her breath.

"Cold?" Henry suddenly asked when he saw her action.

Yvonne nodded. "A little, I didn't expect the temperature to be this low here."

"Joe, turn on the heater," Henry ordered Joe who had just gotten in the driver’s seat.

"Right away,” he replied.

As the warm air gradually circulated, Yvonne’s tense body relaxed as she no longer felt cold.

Even so, Henry still took off his coat and threw it to her. "Put it on."

Yvonne stared at him blankly while holding his jacket, but didn't respond.

Henry frowned, "Yvonne Frey, I told you to put it on. Did you not hear me?"

"I heard you,” Yvonne bit her lip. "I’m just a little surprised."

"Nothing to be surprised about. Put it on quickly. If you get sick and Grandpa finds out, he'd think that I didn't take care of you,” Henry pinched the bridge of his nose and said coldly.

Yvonne put on his coat slowly and muttered under her breath, "So you're doing this only because of Grandpa n

She thought that he had offered her his coat out of concern that she’d be cold.

It seemed like she was overthinking.

Besides, he didn't even care about her. So why would h e be kind to her without any reason? Even so, she was still happy.

Yvonne pulled his coat around her tighter, feeling intoxicated by the scent of his perfume on it as she looked forward to the next few days.

No one spoke for the rest of the journey.

Once they arrived at the hotel, Yvonne opened the door without waiting for Joe to do that for her, and then got out of the car.

In order to prevent gossip, she bowed to Henry and even deliberately spoke louder than usual. "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Lancaster."

Henry stared at the back of her head and pursed his thin lips, as an incomprehensible emotion welled up i n his eyes.

"Welcome!" he spat coldly, then entered the hotel with Joe.

Yvonne straightened up her back and then assembled with the rest of the group as they waited to be assigned a hotel room.

Since Lynette had a good relationship with their manager, her request to share a room with Yvonne was easily approved.

When the assembly was over, Lynette came over to Yvonne with two suitcases. "Let’s go, we'll be sharing the room!"

"Alright!" Yvonne retrieved her suitcase from her.

The two checked in at the front desk of the hotel and were then led to their room by a hotel staff.

This was the first time Yvonne was staying in a hotel, so everything was a wonder to her. Before she even unpacked, she was snapping photos of every corner in her room with her new camera.

After taking the photos, she even showed off her photography skills to Lynette.

Lynette looked at the blurry photos in the camera and suddenly realized that she couldn't even bring herself t o give compliments against her will.

How did she manage to take such bad photos on such a good camera?

Lynette silently looked at Yvonne who was feeling complacent and smiled reluctantly.

Knock, knock, knock!

A series of knocks suddenly came from the door.

Lynette gently pushed Yvonne aside when she heard that, "Carry on, Yvonne. Someone’s here, I'll open the door."

As soon as Lynette opened the door, she exclaimed, ”M r. Woods?"

When Yvonne heard that it was Joe, she quickly put her camera down and went over.

It was impossible that Joe would suddenly come to find Lynette, so he was probably here to get her.

Sure enough, Joe immediately shifted his gaze from Lynette to her when he saw her coming over. “Miss Frey, Mr. Lancaster would like to know if you're free now." 1

"Yes, I am. What's the matter?" Yvonne stood behind Lynette and asked.

Joe pushed up his glasses. "Didn't you throw up on the plane earlier? Mr. Lancaster is worried about you, so h e instructed me to get a doctor to check up on you."

"That’s great, Yvonne! What a great boss Mr. Lancaster is, to care about his employees this much. Mr Woods, can I join too?" Lynette leaned closer to him and gave him a flattering smile.

Joe frowned slightly, then refused her with a smile," Miss Frey can go by herself. You better go to your manager to get the road map and schedule of the team building."

"That's right, Lyn. Otherwise, we don’t know what we are going to do for the next few days," Yvonne also persuaded her.

Lynette looked at her bitterly and finally accepted her fate. "Alright, you better come back soon!"

"Yeah," Yvonne nodded, then followed Joe.

Joe guided her to Henry's presidential suite room.

When she entered, she only saw a foreign doctor wearing a white coat and Henry was nowhere in sight.

"Mr. Woods, where’s Henry?" Yvonne couldn't help but ask when she couldn't find Henry anywhere.