Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 40 He Got Jealous

Yvonne set her cutlery down and smiled apologetically, "Sorry Mr. Taylor, I need to answer a call."

"Go ahead," Elliot gestured to her to carry on.

Yvonne twisted her body to the side and fumbled through her bag. When she found her phone and saw the display on the screen, she couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp.

"Who is it?" Elliot threw a casual glance on her phone screen, then quickly retracted his gaze.

Yvonne flashed her phone at him, "My husband."

Elliot smiled knowingly, "If that's the case then you should answer it quickly.”

Yvonne nodded, then stood up and went out of the restaurant with her phone.

"Hello?" She answered the phone at the side of the road.

"Yvonne Frey, didn't I ask you to come back soon?

Where are you?” The man's cold voice came from the other end of the line with a hint of anxiousness in it.

"I'm still eating outside now. What happened?" Yvonne knitted her eyebrows together and grew nervous too. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Henry took a deep breath and calmed his voice." Jackie’s condition has worsened. The hospital had to reschedule her surgery for tonight. You need to get there now and make preparations."

Yvonne's body instantly stiffened as her face quickly turned visibly pale. "T-That soon...? Isn’t it supposed t o be tomorrow?"

She still had a lot of preparations to do. Not to mention, she still had a lot of work to sort out.

"Not really that soon. They merely moved it up by half a day. There isn't much difference. Where are you right now?" Henry asked.

Yvonne looked around her, then told him the address.

Henry hummed in acknowledgment. "Wait for me there. I'll pick you up right away."

"Alright..." Yvonne forced a smile, but it looked rather unpleasant.

She hung up, then looked up at the sky.

The clear sky was a huge contrast to her gloomy mood.

She was envious to see how much Henry cared about Jacqueline, his ex-girlfriend.

It would be nice if Henry could care about her this much too someday...

As soon as Yvonne returned to the restaurant, Elliot noticed the change in her mood. Noticing the redness around her eyes, he couldn’t help but curiously ask,"

What’s the matter? You seem upset." "Well... something happened." Yvonne picked up her cutlery again but suddenly realized that she had lost her appetite.

"If you don't mind, maybe you can share it with me? You’d be surprised that I actually studied psychology when I was studying abroad. Maybe I can be of some help." Elliot propped his head up on his hand and slightly crinkled his extremely charming almond eyes.

However, Yvonne wasn't in the mood to appreciate the beauty in front of her. She shook her head, "It’s alright, Mr. Taylor. I’m fine, really."

How could she possibly tell any outsider about this kind of thing?

"Oh well, forget it then." Elliot shrugged with a regretful expression.

Yvonne stopped talking and ate quietly.

By the time she was done eating, her phone vibrated o n the table.

Yvonne picked it up to find that it was a text message from Henry. Tm here, where are you?'

She typed back her response, 'In the restaurant. I'll be out shortly.'

After sending her response, she put away her phone and stood up. "Mr. Taylor, my husband is here to pick me up. I'll be taking my leave now. I already picked up the bill when I came in just now."

"Let's leave together then. I’m done too," Elliot wiped the corners of his mouth.

Yvonne agreed without any objections.

The two walked out of the restaurant side by side.

Elliot said something, then Yvonne covered her mouth and giggled.

Henry happened to see that and it didn't sit well with him. Not only did it offend his eyes, but he even felt somewhat irritated.

"Yvonne Frey!" Henry rolled down the car window, his tone a little impatient.

The smile on Yvonne’s face faded when she looked at him. "What's wrong?"

What's wrong? 1

Did she just ask him 'What's wrong?'

The veins on Henry's temples throbbed as his face turned dark. "So he was the one you were eating with?"

He looked at Elliot coldly.

Elliot chuckled. He went up to the car and offered his hand to Henry. "We meet again, Mr. Lancaster."

Henry completely ignored him and only hissed two words at Yvonne. "Get in!"

After that, he just rolled the window up without showing any respect to Elliot.

Yvonne was extremely embarrassed. She quickly bowed and apologized to Elliot, "I’m sorry Mr. Taylor, m y husband..."

"It’s fine,” Elliot put his hands back into his pockets and smiled, seemingly not bothered at all. "I can understand why your husband got jealous."

Yvonne shook her head with a wry smile.

Jealous?

Henry didn't even love her, so why would he be jealous of her?

"What's the matter?" Elliot raised his eyebrows. "You don't seem to believe me."

"Not at all," Yvonne waved her hands. "We'll be leaving now then, Mr. Taylor. See you next time."

"Alright," Elliot nodded.

Yvonne opened the car door and got in. Henry stepped on the gas pedal before she even fastened her seatbelt.

Yvonne jolted from the movement and hit her forehead against the car window. Her vision turned dark and the pain made her draw a sharp breath. It took her a moment to recover from the shock.

"What are you doing?!" Yvonne looked angrily at the man in the driver seat.

She was sure that he had done that on purpose.

Henry kept his eyes on the road with an extremely cold expression on his face. "Why were you eating with him?"

"You mean Mr. Taylor?" Yvonne asked after adjusting her sitting posture.

"Mr. Taylor?” Henry's eyes narrowed.

"Yeah, he’s the CEO of the Taylor Group. I treated him t o lunch to thank him for taking back my bag last time."

"That's all?" Henry threw a glance at her out of the corner of his eye.

Yvonne curled her lips, "What else could we possibly d o?"

"Good." Henry’s expression softened a lot and wasn't a s cold anymore.

Yvonne rubbed her aching forehead. "By the way, Mr. Taylor has agreed to your terms. He will be coming to our office to sign the contract tomorrow.”

"Got it," Henry responded faintly.

Seeing that Henry didn't seem to have any interest in conversing with her, Yvonne turned her head to the side and looked out of the window in silence.

An hour later, they arrived at the hospital.

After Yvonne got out of the car, she followed Henry to Shane's office.

"You’re here." Shane looked up from behind the computer.

"How’s Jackie?” Henry asked.

Shane spun the pen in his hand. "Her condition has stabilized for now and she should be waking up anytime now."

"I'll go see her." Henry turned around and headed toward the door.

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped and looked at Yvonne with his deep eyes. "You..."

"Just go," Yvonne smiled at him. "Since you're so worried about her, you should go see her. At least you'll be more at ease after that, won’t you?"

Henry knitted his eyebrows together. "Do you really want me to see her?"

Wouldn’t this woman feel uncomfortable?

Or did she not even care about him seeing another woman?

Yvonne didn’t know what Henry was thinking and wasn’t in the mood to guess. She merely lowered her gaze and answered indifferently, "That isn’t important. Miss Conrad is more important. Now go quickly. Don't keep her waiting too long."

Henry pressed his thin lips and stared at her deeply. After a while, he suddenly sneered, "You are quite understanding."

After saying that, he walked past her and went out of the room.

As soon as he left, Yvonne felt the emptiness and dull pain in her heart. She couldn't even keep the smile on her face. She stiffened as the light in her eyes dulled.

Understanding?

No, she didn't want to be understanding in this kind of matter, but she had no choice.

Yvonne knew that even if she said that she didn't want him to see Jacqueline, Henry would still go. Because in his heart, Jacqueline was so much more important than her. Hence, she might as well just let him go.

"Sis-in-law." Shane clicked his tongue after witnessing the entire scene. "Actually, I also want to ask you, are you not angry?"