Henry finished his bath and left the bathroom. At the same time, Yvonne was talking happily to somebody o n the phone.
Henry was slightly annoyed when he saw her bright smile.
"Who are you talking to on the phone?" he asked her with a cold voice.
She never smiled so brightly when she spoke to him.
Yvonne heard his voice. She then turned around and looked at him. She then mouthed a word to him as a form of reply.
She indicated to him that she was talking to Grandpa. Henry was stunned. Soon, his unknown anger disappeared.
"It's late now. Why did he call you?"
Yvonne covered the phone and whispered, "I'm talking about remembrance day with him. He was quite delighted when he learned that you advised me o n that."
"Why did you talk about such things with Grandpa?" Henry frowned.
Yvonne wanted to explain herself. "I thought about it. What if they indeed come after me? And it's quite humiliating if I hire people to drive them away. So I thought it would be better to inform Grandpa about it beforehand and let him know about the rough idea so that he would be prepared.”
Henry seemed slightly surprised to hear that. "You’ve indeed thought it through.”
"Is this some kind of compliment?" Yvonne tilted her head.
Henry then put his large hand on her head and rubbed her hair vigorously. "No. There's nothing for you to compliment on!”
Yvonne sneered. She shoved his hand away in annoyance. "My hair's a mess now."
"Give me the phone." Henry did not bother about her hair. He stretched his hand out toward her.
Yvonne glanced at him once and put the phone in his palm.
She accidentally touched his hand when she did that. He immediately retracted his hand.
Yvonne was dismayed to see that, thinking that he was disgusted by her. She smiled apologetically at him, and she was about to move her hand away.
But he soon grabbed her hand when she tried to move away.
"Why is your hand so cold?" he asked with a deep voice.
Winter had yet to arrive, and her hand was extremely
cold.
It was so cold that he shivered slightly just now.
Yvonne looked at him and replied in a daze, "It's been like this recently."
"Recently?” Henry narrowed his eyes.
Yvonne nodded slightly. "Henry, talk to Grandpa first."
Henry stared at her for a few seconds. At last, he took the phone and walked toward the balcony.
Yvonne sighed. She looked down at her pale hands. She was soon engulfed in a deep bitterness.
In fact, both of her legs and hands were cold too. She only felt warmer in the middle of the night when she was sleeping.
She never had such illnesses before. Since donating her bone marrow to Jacqueline, she noticed that there were some slight problems with her body now. 2
One of the problems was both her hands and legs were cold. On the other hand, she would feel dizzy from time to time. However, she never told him any of those things.
Yvonne looked toward the balcony. She then grabbed her pajamas and walked toward the bathroom.
When she finished her bath, Henry had finished talking to Grandpa on the phone too. He was now sitting in bed, looking at her.
"Have you been ill recently?" he asked. Clearly, he still cared about the incident in which both of her hands were cold.
Yvonne was stunned as she rubbed her hair dry. She averted her gaze quickly. "No, I'm not.”
"Tell me the truth!" Henry's thin mouth was slightly open. Although he sounded casual, he was clearly demanding the truth from her. It was intense.
Yvonne lowered her eyelids. "No, really. My period is just around the corner. My hands will be cold every time before my period."
"Really?" Henry gave her an imploring look.
Yvonne nodded vigorously. "Of course it’s true. You do realize that I'm able to enjoy my meals and move around energetically. Do I look sick to you?"
Henry thought for a while and realized that it was somewhat logical. But he still reminded her, "If you're indeed sick, you need to tell me immediately."
"Alright." Yvonne smiled and gave her a promise.
Henry pointed at the bed. "Your phone."
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