Henry ignored her obvious question. After unknotting the string, he bowed slightly to place the jade pendant over Yvonne’s neck.
"Done, let's go.” He was the first to head toward the direction Master Lancaster left in.
Yvonne was still dazed. It took her a while to regain her composure.
While she ran for Henry, she held the jade pendant around her neck.
The pendant was not big - it fit perfectly in her palm. Yvonne could even feel the lingering warmth on it, left by Henry. It spread to her heart through her palm.
"Henry, thank you!" Those were Yvonne’s first words t o Henry when she caught up to him.
Henry raised a brow at that. "For?"
Yvonne waved the pendant around her neck. "This, of course."
He had personally put it on for her and she thought that she might be reluctant to take it off when she wanted to.
Nonetheless, Henry misunderstood her as he pursed his lips together. "You should thank Grandpa.
Grandpa gave it to you, not me."
"I don't mean... Nevermind, this will do." Yvonne beamed.
She wanted to explain that she was thanking him for personally putting the pendant on her but she suddenly felt that it was unnecessary. The misunderstanding felt nice too!
"Henry, Frederick’s calling us." Yvonne pointed at the front.
Following the finger with his gaze, Henry quickened his pace. Not expecting the acceleration, Yvonne jogged to catch up with him. When they reached the old man, she was already panting while Henry looked fine as usual.
Yvonne was swiftly filled with indignation. Was having long legs very impressive?
Although she grumbled in her heart, she was more proud than vexed. Yvonne’s eyes were glossed with infatuation as she scrutinized Henry's legs discreetly. Ah, he was truly her subject of admiration. His hips and his legs were impeccable.
"Ouch!" The sudden slap on the back of her head caused Yvonne to cry out.
Henry looked at her with a straight face. "Keep your weird gaze away. The remembrance day ceremony is starting."
Yvonne promptly schooled her expression and kept her thoughts in check, emulating the grim looks of others as she looked forward.
Master Lancaster was honoring the ancestor plates in front. Behind him, Yvonne and Henry followed. The remembrance day ceremony was a tedious and lengthy process. After honoring the ancestors, they had to listen to a long speech.
Yvonne did not quite understand it, but she could only force herself to listen to it seriously lest she dozes off during the formal occasion. When the speech was finally over and she thought that the ceremony was coming to an end, it surprised her when Master Lancaster asked for her again.
He was not gifting her anything this time. He was going to write down her name personally on the family tree record.
Looking at her name being written down next to Henry's, Yvonne held her hands together emotionally and braced herself to ask, "Grandpa, am I now officially Lancasters’ granddaughter-in-law?”
"That’s right." The old man wore a kind smile.
Tears brimmed Yvonne’s eyes again from how happy she was. "It’s wonderful...”
“Be nice to each other with Henry." Master Lancaster patted the back of her hand.
Yvonne nodded fervently. "I will."
She loved Henry. Of course she would be nice to him. A s long as Henry did not abandon her, she would stay b y his side her entire life.
"Alright, go back to Henry. Don't be alone lest people with ulterior motives come to you," reminded the old man.
Yvonne made a sound of acknowledgment and jogged away with a wave of the hand.
Henry was spending time with a few elders in the family at the lounge when Yvonne reached him. Without interrupting, she softened her steps to stand behind him but Henry had already noticed her presence. He paused the conversation and turned to her. "What did Grandpa need you for?"
"Grandpa recorded my name on the family tree." Yvonne's eyes turned into crescents when she answered.
Henry hummed. "I see. There's nothing else after this. You can go back to the room first."
"Sure." Yvonne nodded after glancing at the elders.
Summoning a servant, Henry asked the servant to take Yvonne back.
With the servant's lead, Yvonne returned to the room smoothly without meeting any troublemakers. She wondered if those people dared not or thought it unnecessary to instigate a discord. Whichever it was, she was relieved. It was better to have nothing happen than something.
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