Love Comes Secretly After Their Contract Marriage novel Chapter 237

Henry raised his wrist and stopped in front of her. "It's half past seven. I've been back for two hours now."

"Half past seven?" said Yvonne in a shock.

She had not expected to have slept for so long. No wonder it was dark outside.

She felt as though she had not slept for a much shorter time.

"What’s wrong?" Henry lowered his arm and asked the dazed Yvonne.

Yvonne rubbed her face. "It’s nothing, I'm still feeling a little drowsy."

"I see." Henry nodded his head.

Yvonne’s lips twitched slightly.

What was the meaning in his reply?

"Let's get your face washed up, it’s time for dinner," said Henry as he shoved his hands into his pockets and got up.

Yvonne slowly stretched her stiff neck from ear to ear. "Is Sue here as well?"

"No," replied Henry.

Yvonne’s curiosity piqued. "Then who prepared dinner? Did you ask Frederick to arrange it?" 1

"No," replied Henry, he lowered his head and continued, "I prepared it."

"You cooked again?" Yvonne's eyes sparkled with glee.

Henry's lips curled upwards at the sight of her excited look. "I'm making it up to you today for not being able t o cook the day before due to work. Are you satisfied?”

Yvonne quickly nodded and replied, "Satisfied."

His cooking skills were so good it was unforgettable. She even missed his cooking.

How could she not be satisfied now that she was able t o taste it again?

"Well come on then, get up," said Henry. He reached out his hand towards Yvonne.

Yvonne looked at his hand for a while. She then stared at Henry with a puzzled look.

Henry sighed and said, "Give me your hand.”

"Oh.” Yvonne followed his instruction and reached out for his hand.

Henry grabbed onto her hand and pulled her up from the sofa with a sudden force.

"Now, go clean yourself up." Henry pulled back his hand and nudged her to move.

Yvonne acknowledged and ran into the washroom after wearing her slippers.

By the time she was done, Henry was seated at the dining table waiting for her.

As she walked towards the table, Henry handed her a set of cutlery.

Yvonne reached out to accept the cutlery and thanked him for it.

While they were eating, Henry suddenly asked, "How did you come back in the afternoon?"

“I grabbed a taxi," answered Yvonne after swallowing a mouthful of rice.

Henry lifted his chin. "I'll arrange a driver for you starting tomorrow. You can ask him to drive you around wherever you want."

Yvonne immediately froze. "A driver? Why would you arrange a driver for me all of a sudden?"

"It’s inconvenient for you to travel around without your own transport, so I'm arranging one for you. Also, you're a member of the Lancaster family and my wife, so of course you should have your own personal driver."

"Also..." He put down his cutlery and picked up a credit card from his jacket pocket and handed it to her. "This is for you as well."

"Why would you give this to me?" Yvonne lowered her head to look at the card but did not take it and had a confused look on her face.

Henry explained, "It's the same reason as I've said just now. You should have your own spending money to buy whatever you want, so I’m giving you my supplementary card."

Yvonne was shocked and fell silent for a moment before asking with a husky voice, “All that you’re doing for me now, is it because someone asked you t o?"

She didn't believe he could have thought of it himself. Even if he did, he should have done it a long time ago. Why now?