Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 82

Joe could clearly feel Henry's cold stare. He coughed once awkwardly and retracted his hand. "Madam, please stay calm..."

"How can I stay calm? This is gambling!" Yvonne stamped her feet. "Tell me immediately that it's not true!"

She did not believe that Jason would do such a thing.

Joe touched his nose. "Fine, madam. But I need to tell you that this is indeed true, and even your parents know about it."

"Henry..." Yvonne still could not bring herself to reconcile with that fact. She looked toward Henry, asking for his help. She intended to hear a different kind of answer from him.

Henry saw through her. He pursed his thin lips. "What Joe said is nothing but the truth!"

Yvonne was completely stunned. She seemed to feel a n extreme coldness as if she were in an ice cellar. She only recovered after a long while. She murmured in a daze, "Why is this happening..."

She could not deceive herself anymore.

Joe was Henry's assistant, and he would not lie about i t. Besides, Henry would never lie to her about things like this, just because it did not benefit him even if he did so.

So they were indeed telling the truth. Jason was indeed addicted to gambling, and he lost every penny he had just because of it.

Yvonne covered her face and cried miserably.

Joe looked at her before turning to look at Henry who appeared calm. He knew that he could do nothing there, so he left directly.

"There, there. Stop crying." Henry pulled the blanket away and got down from the hospital bed.

Yvonne heard the noise and she put down her hands." Why did you get down from the bed?"

"I'm annoyed by your crying, so I want to get a glass of water for myself." Henry sounded rather cold and calm.

Yvonne sniffed her nose. "Let me. You still haven’t recovered from your back injuries yet. You better don’t move your body."

She raised her hand up casually and rubbed her eyes with her sleeves. She then went to the table beside them to pour a glass of water for him.

Henry looked at her. "What do you plan to do now?"

Yvonne remained quiet. She only handed him the glass of water.

Henry took a sip, but he persisted in hearing an answer from her. "Answer me!"

"I don’t know..." Yvonne shook her head.

"You don't know?" Henry sneered. "Yvonne, gambling i s no small matter. Do you really know not what to do about it?"

Yvonne bit her lips. "I indeed have no idea. I never expected to see Jason like this. Let me... ask him!"

She took out her phone and called Jason.

Unfortunately, he had switched off his phone.

Yvonne became nervous since she could not contact Jason, so she called Mrs. Frey instead.

But it yielded the same result. Mrs. Frey's phone was switched off too.

"Why couldn't I contact them?" Yvonne put down her phone defeatedly.

Henry peeked at her and drank the water calmly. "You better deal with this issue after you return to our homeland. It's useless for you to be anxious here."

"It seems like that's the only way now..." Yvonne smiled bitterly.

She could not fall asleep that night too.

The next day, she went and met Henry with dark circles under her eyes. Henry raised his eyebrows slightly. He realized why she was unable to rest well immediately.

"You didn't sleep for these past two nights?” Henry asked her all of a sudden when they left the hospital.

Yvonne yawned. "I couldn’t fall asleep. I found myself thinking about all those things the minute I closed my eyes."

She was worried about Henry's injuries the day before yesterday.

The previous night, she was thinking about Jason and his habit of gambling.

How could she fall asleep given that she was being tortured by those things?

"Is that so? How exhausted you must have been, living like that in this world!" Henry remarked sarcastically and opened the door of the car before getting into the car.

Yvonne's eyes became gloomier. At last, she sighed and got into the car too.

Sometimes, she did feel that she had indeed a much stressful life. She was constantly worried about a lot o f things, and she could not bring herself to let them go.

"Yvonne, what were you talking about?”

"I'll tell you when we're back." Yvonne patted the back of Lynette’s hand in a consoling manner, signaling for her to release her hand.

Lynette let go of her hand. “That's fine. But you really need to tell me what happened when we're back. I feel that it's rather strange between you and Mr.

Lancaster."

“Sure. You have my promise.” Yvonne replied casually and ran after Joe.

She did not know whether it was because of the plane.

She rode on the commercial plane during their outbound flight. She was extremely nauseated and dizzy.

However, it was different this time around. Although she still felt slightly uncomfortable, she found herself able to endure it. Besides, she did not have the urge to vomit either.

Realizing that, she was soon delighted. She planned to thank Henry for that. If he did not plan to use the private plane, she would certainly puke her guts out vigorously.

She smiled faintly and looked toward Henry. But she was stunned the next second.

Surprisingly, he was wearing an eye mask and sleeping soundly.

Yvonne sighed regretfully. She could only give up her intention to thank him for the time being, and she planned to express her gratitude toward him after he woke up.

Thinking about that, she wrapped the blanket around herself tighter and slept too.

When she woke up, she realized that she was not on the plane anymore. She was in the bedroom of the villa.

She was stunned for a short while. She tried her best but still she was unaware of how she returned to the villa. She pulled the blanket away and rushed downstairs.

Currently, Sue was doing the house chores, cleaning u p the villa. She smiled and greeted Yvonne when she saw her coming downstairs. "You're awake, madam."

"Sue, where's Henry?" Yvonne raised her doubt as she scanned through the living room.

"Master went to the hospital." Sue put down the rag and replied.

Yvonne blinked her eyes. "How long has he been gone?"