Love Comes Secretly After Their Contract Marriage novel Chapter 113

"Jacqueline." Yvonne was irked but she still answered honestly.

Henry frowned. "What did she say?"

"I didn't pick up. I hung up straight away. If you want t o know, call her. She looked for you yesterday too. What if something's really the matter?"

Henry did not respond to her. After a few seconds of silence, he went outside with his phone. His action was enough to tell Yvonne that he was calling Jacqueline. An aching feeling crept into her heart instantly, upsetting her.

Yvonne despised herself. She was the one who asked him to call Jacqueline but when Henry actually did so, she minded it. Her sour mood was barely better after she stabbed the eggs on her plate with the fork like she was venting. The servant was shocked, witnessing the process of Yvonne scrambling the eggs, but she did not make a sound.

It was when Yvonne was done with it that the servant could not help asking, "Madam, let me fetch you another breakfast?"

"No need." Yvonne, who had calmed down, was more o r less flustered when she saw the thoroughly scrambled eggs on her plate, unable to bring herself to exchange it.

The servant stepped back to one side when she saw that Yvonne insisted.

By the time Henry was back from the call, Yvonne was already wiping her mouth after having finished her breakfast.

"Is Miss Conrad fine?” she asked with feigned nonchalance.

Henry poured himself a glass of water. "She's fine."

"Really? But she's been calling you these two days." Yvonne peered, wanting to know more.

Henry went back to silence, however, his thoughts were unknown as his gaze was cast down.

Yvonne sighed inwardly, feeling a little hurt. She clamped her mouth as well, refusing to pursue it.

Yet, Henry spoke up, “She called to ask me if I brought you back for remembrance day."

"Huh?" It took Yvonne several seconds before she broke out of her trance. "Are you answering my question now?"

With a slight dip of his chin, Henry admitted it.

Yvonne beamed in delight, and her disappointment vanished in that instant. "How did Miss Conrad know about remembrance day?"

"She's always known about the Lancasters' remembrance day but didn't know if I'd bring you, so she called specifically to ask me about it," said Henry.

Yvonne grew more puzzled. "Why did she think that you'd take me?"

"Shane told her.” Henry scowled.

Why did Shane tell Jackie that?

Yvonne did not know what Henry was thinking. His glower made her think that he was worried about Jacqueline. Enduring her bitterness, she asked in a glum voice, “Miss Conrad must be saddened huh?"

"Hmm?" Henry made a monosyllabic sound.

Yvonne rubbed her face. "Sorry, I'm talking to myself now, haha..." she chuckled dryly.

To Yvonne, Jacqueline loved Henry too. She must have felt miserable when she knew that the man she loved was taking another woman to his family's remembrance day. 1

In spite of it, Yvonne did not sympathize or pity Jacqueline. From the moment she fell in love with Henry and became his wife, she stood in opposition with Jacqueline. She would never give up her place as Henry's wife just because she pitied the former.

"Let’s go to the hall. I’ll introduce a few nice elders to you," Henry said while standing up after looking at Yvonne for a bit.

His sudden shift of topic relieved Yvonne. "Okay."

She stood up and followed him closely.

The hall was filled with people. Yvonne scanned the place and realized that there were at least twenty to thirty men and women, old and young. These were the distant relatives from the branches of the Lancasters. She did not know any one of them.

Henry took her hand again and led her over to greet a few elderlies. They looked friendly, merely giving her a double-take when they were informed that she was Henry's wife before wishing them a happy marriage.

As for the others, Henry did not show any signs of greeting them and did not introduce them to Yvonne either. She understood that the people whom he did not acquaint her with were not close to the main Lancasters.

"Yvonne, come here." Master Lancaster, who sat in the main chair in the hall, waved at Yvonne.

Henry let go of her. "Grandpa’s asking for you. Go ahead."