Henry still didn't reply to her. He lifted her foot up and put it on his lap before taking off the red high heels and put on the white high heels he brought.
Yvonne suddenly realized that he was changing her shoes.
"You..."
"Now that should be it." Henry put her foot back and his gaze fell on her other foot. His intention was obvious.
Yvonne's face flushed and she avoided his gaze. "No need, I'll do it myself."
She stretched out her hand as she wanted him to hand her the other shoe.
However, Henry didn't understand. He kept staring at her left foot.
Yvonne knew he wanted to do it for her so she smacked the steering wheel angrily. "I said, I can do it myself. I don't need you to do it."
"But I want to change it for you," Henry replied.
Yvonne opened her mouth and said, "But I'm not used t o this."
"It's okay, you’ll get used to it after this," Henry insisted.
Yvonne didn't know what else to do because she knew that if he couldn't achieve his goal, he wouldn't give u p. So, she closed her eyes, unfastened her seat belt, and stretched out her left foot as she ordered, "Hurry u p!"
When Henry saw how unwilling she was, his mouth twitched and he didn't say anything as he gently changed her shoes.
When Yvonne saw that her shoes had been changed, she glared at him and was about to withdraw her feet.
However, Henry suddenly pressed on her leg to stop her from pulling it back.
Yvonne was stunned. "What are you doing?"
Henry smiled and unfastened his seat belt before he put his arms around her waist and picked her up from the driver's seat.
Yvonne exclaimed, "Henry, what are you doing?"
"You can't drive with high heels on, so I'll drive instead," Henry answered her.
Right after he said that, they had switched positions already.
Yvonne was furious.
He actually switched their positions like that. Wasn't h e just taking advantage of her?
"Okay, sit tight, I'm going to start the car." Henry fastened his seat belt and reminded Yvonne when he saw that she was still sulking.
Yvonne glanced at him, dissatisfied. She then fastened her seat belt and exaggerated her movements while she did it.
After Henry made sure that she was buckled up, he started the car with confidence.
Along the way, Henry would try to start a conversation occasionally, but Yvonne ignored him and kept looking out the window.
Henry knew that she did it on purpose because she was mad at him. He smiled as he was not bothered by that.
Finally, they arrived at the Lancaster family residence.
After Henry parked the car, Yvonne opened the door and got out of the car.
Frederick was waiting in front of the gate. When he saw them, he broke into a big smile. "Sir, madam, you're here."
Henry nodded, which was his response to Frederick's greeting.
Yvonne frowned and she looked a little embarrassed.
"What’s the matter, madam?" Frederick asked her after he noticed it.
Yvonne smiled reluctantly, "Frederick, stop calling me ' madam,’ I'm no longer your 'madam.' "But..." Frederick looked at Henry.
Henry gave him a look.
Frederick immediately touched his white beard and smiled, "Madam, don't say that. In my heart, no matter what happens between you and Mr. Lancaster, you'll always be the 'madam' I know."
"But..."
"Okay, madam, come in first. Theo is already awake and he's thinking about you." Frederick interrupted her as he entered the house first.
Henry looked at Yvonne. "Let's go, our son misses us."
Yvonne sneered coldly, "Did you do it on purpose?"
"Huh?" Henry pretended to not understand what she meant.
Yvonne pinched his waist. "You made Frederick call m e that."
Henry felt a little pain when she pinched him, but he didn't stop her.
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