As Yvonne thought about it, she immediately shot the idea down.
She just rejected him in front of so many people and embarrassed him. Why would he be worried about her safety?
It would be a blessing if he didn't hate her already.
Yvonne closed her eyes when she thought about this." Mr. Lancaster, you should head back. I'll take my leave now."
After she said that, she pulled the car door open and got into the car.
However, Henry didn't go back. Instead, he walked around the front of the car and opened the door of the passenger seat before getting in.
When Yvonne saw this, she was surprised. "Mr. Lancaster, what are you doing?"
"You’re being targeted so I'll be worried if you go back alone. I'll see you off," Henry replied lightly while buckling his seat belt.
Yvonne's lips moved. "Mr. Lancaster, you know I'm being targeted so aren't you afraid that you might get dragged into it as well if you follow me?"
"I'm just afraid that something might happen to you."
Henry looked into her eyes.
His eyes were serious. He was genuinely worried that something might happen to her.
Yvonne's pupils trembled. "Why?"
"Don't you know? I love you," Henry said casually.
Yvonne lowered her eyelids slightly. "Love? What a ridiculous word." 1
"Don’t you believe me?" Henry frowned.
Yvonne laughed and said, "Why should I believe you? It’s precisely because I believed in love that I ended up like that many years ago. If it wasn't for the person who saved me, I would’ve died in that fire. It’s ridiculous that the man who kept telling me that he loves me has absolutely no idea what I went through."
When Henry heard her resentment, he felt very uncomfortable. He even felt a strong sense of guilt.
"That man... Who was it?" Henry asked nervously.
Yvonne raised her head slightly and inhaled, "Does this have anything to do with you, Mr. Lancaster?"
"I want to know about your past," Henry said.
Yvonne sneered softly, "What can you do about it? Can you make it up for me?"
"If you want to, of course I..."
"Forget it. I don't want it, and you can never make it u p to me." Yvonne looked forward without any expression on her face.
Her heart was already full of scars - how could he ever make it up to her?
"Mr. Lancaster, get out of the car," Yvonne ordered him.
Henry sat still. "I told you that I'll send you back."
"I don't need you!" Yvonne turned to look at him with her eyes full of determination.
Henry was adamant. "It's your business whether you need it or not and it’s mine to decide if I want to send you or not. Start the car."
Yvonne laughed at his behavior, "Mr. Lancaster, why are you doing this? Why do you need to send me off? Don’t you hate me?"
"What do you mean?" Henry frowned.
Yvonne pointed out the window. "I mean, I rejected you in front of so many people and humiliated you. Don't you hate me?"
Henry raised his eyebrows. "If that’s what you are referring to, I don't hate you at all. I’m not that narrowminded. It’s your right to accept or reject me."
Yvonne was startled to hear that. "You really don't hate me?"
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