Yvonne set her cutlery down and smiled apologetically, "Sorry Mr. Taylor, I need to answer a call."
"Go ahead," Elliot gestured to her to carry on.
Yvonne twisted her body to the side and fumbled through her bag. When she found her phone and saw the display on the screen, she couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp.
"Who is it?" Elliot threw a casual glance on her phone screen, then quickly retracted his gaze.
Yvonne flashed her phone at him, "My husband."
Elliot smiled knowingly, "If that's the case then you should answer it quickly.”
Yvonne nodded, then stood up and went out of the restaurant with her phone.
"Hello?" She answered the phone at the side of the road.
"Yvonne Frey, didn't I ask you to come back soon?
Where are you?” The man's cold voice came from the other end of the line with a hint of anxiousness in it.
"I'm still eating outside now. What happened?" Yvonne knitted her eyebrows together and grew nervous too.
Henry took a deep breath and calmed his voice." Jackie’s condition has worsened. The hospital had to reschedule her surgery for tonight. You need to get there now and make preparations."
Yvonne's body instantly stiffened as her face quickly turned visibly pale. "T-That soon...? Isn’t it supposed t o be tomorrow?"
She still had a lot of preparations to do. Not to mention, she still had a lot of work to sort out.
"Not really that soon. They merely moved it up by half a day. There isn't much difference. Where are you right now?" Henry asked.
Yvonne looked around her, then told him the address.
Henry hummed in acknowledgment. "Wait for me there. I'll pick you up right away."
"Alright..." Yvonne forced a smile, but it looked rather unpleasant.
She hung up, then looked up at the sky.
The clear sky was a huge contrast to her gloomy mood.
She was envious to see how much Henry cared about Jacqueline, his ex-girlfriend.
It would be nice if Henry could care about her this much too someday...
As soon as Yvonne returned to the restaurant, Elliot noticed the change in her mood. Noticing the redness around her eyes, he couldn’t help but curiously ask,"
What’s the matter? You seem upset." "Well... something happened." Yvonne picked up her cutlery again but suddenly realized that she had lost her appetite.
"If you don't mind, maybe you can share it with me? You’d be surprised that I actually studied psychology when I was studying abroad. Maybe I can be of some help." Elliot propped his head up on his hand and slightly crinkled his extremely charming almond eyes.
However, Yvonne wasn't in the mood to appreciate the beauty in front of her. She shook her head, "It’s alright, Mr. Taylor. I’m fine, really."
How could she possibly tell any outsider about this kind of thing?
"Oh well, forget it then." Elliot shrugged with a regretful expression.
Yvonne stopped talking and ate quietly.
By the time she was done eating, her phone vibrated o n the table.
Yvonne picked it up to find that it was a text message from Henry. Tm here, where are you?'
She typed back her response, 'In the restaurant. I'll be out shortly.'
After sending her response, she put away her phone and stood up. "Mr. Taylor, my husband is here to pick me up. I'll be taking my leave now. I already picked up the bill when I came in just now."
"Let's leave together then. I’m done too," Elliot wiped the corners of his mouth.
Yvonne agreed without any objections.
The two walked out of the restaurant side by side.
Elliot said something, then Yvonne covered her mouth and giggled.
Henry happened to see that and it didn't sit well with him. Not only did it offend his eyes, but he even felt somewhat irritated.
"Yvonne Frey!" Henry rolled down the car window, his tone a little impatient.
The smile on Yvonne’s face faded when she looked at him. "What's wrong?"
What's wrong? 1
Did she just ask him 'What's wrong?'
The veins on Henry's temples throbbed as his face turned dark. "So he was the one you were eating with?"
He looked at Elliot coldly.
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