Henry pursed his lips without saying anything.
To be honest, he was still unsatisfied.
Her tone of voice made it clear that she wasn't calling him her husband wholeheartedly, and that it was just t o complete a task.
However, looking at how nervous she was, he let it go.
Henry turned over to get out of bed. Then, he stood by the bed and sighed, "Sounds good. Say it more often next time."
"Huh?" Yvonne sat up.
Henry tidied up his wrinkled shirt. "Since you're not used to calling me your husband, then you should say i t more often so that you'll get used to it, right?"
The corner of Yvonne's mouth twitched.
So this was what he wanted.
"Alright. Let’s go." As soon as Henry was dressed, he walked towards the door.
Upon seeing this, Yvonne quickly put on the shoes that had fallen on the ground and followed him quickly.
After their meal, Henry went to the study room as usual.
Yvonne sat on the sofa in the living room, watching T V while knitting a scarf.
Sue came over with a glass of milk and gently placed i t in front of Yvonne. Then, she looked at the scarf in her hand.
"Madam, this style and color don't seem to suit you?" Sue couldn't help but lift one end of the scarf to have a closer look at it.
Yvonne smiled mysteriously, "Yeah. I’m not knitting it for myself."
“Not for you?" Sue was taken aback. Then, she thought of something and pointed upstairs. "So it's for..."
"Hush!” Yvonne hurriedly put a finger to Sue's mouth and hushed her again. "Lower your voice, Sue."
Sue understood and nodded with a smile. She lowered her voice. "I got it. Madam, that's very thoughtful of you."
Yvonne lowered her head in embarrassment. "I don't have much money, and I can’t buy any expensive gifts for him. So I have to put more effort and time into this. Hopefully, he won't dislike it."
"No way, madam. You made this on your own. How can sir dislike it?" Sue waved her hand and hinted to Yvonne not to worry.
Yvonne hummed and said, "Sue, don't you tell him that this scarf is his birthday gift. He thinks that I'm knitting it for myself."
"Don't worry, madam. I won't say it." Sue patted her chest and promised.
Yvonne turned her stiff neck to loosen up. "Thank you, Sue."
“There's nothing to be thanked for. You should continue knitting, madam. I'll send the tea to sir now," Sue said and went back to the kitchen.
Yvonne took a sip of the milk and continued knitting again.
Just after a few minutes of knitting, the phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.
Yvonne stopped knitting and shifted her eyes to her phone. The caller ID was constantly flashing 'Jason Frey' on her mobile screen.
"Why is he calling?" she couldn't help muttering and frowned. But, she didn't mean to pick up the phone.
Not only had she not forgotten the last slap, but she was also really scared now. She was worried that he would ask for money again.
After all, the Frey family never took the initiative to contact her other than asking for money from her.
It might be the same this time, but there was one thing she couldn't figure out. Henry had warned the Frey family to not contact her for money anymore. Otherwise, he would send Jason to jail. However, Jason was calling again. Was he really not afraid that Henry would send him to jail?
Thinking of this, Yvonne pursed her lips. She grabbed the phone, rejected the call, and switched it off.
In this way, Jason could no longer contact her.
She wouldn't hear Jason asking her for money, and Henry wouldn’t know that he had called either.
She considered this as saving him from another trouble.
"I hope you'll understand my good intentions." Yvonne’s mouth twitched, and she put her phone away to stop thinking about it. Then, she continued her knitting with peace of mind.
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