"I've no idea,” Yvonne held her forehead in shame.
Lynette was shocked, "You don't know?"
"Well, I fainted in the first-class cabin after vomiting, s o I don't know what happened after that. I think he's probably disgusted," Yvonne replied in embarrassment.
Henry would usually show disgust at her foolish grins and poor taste in fashion. Hence, one could imagine the look on his face after she threw up. 1
"Definitely. After all, even I was disgusted just now. But at the same time, I'm envious too," Lynette sighed.
The corners of Yvonne's mouth twitched, "What’s there to be envious about?"
"The first-class cabin, of course. Think about it, you weren’t sent back to economy class after you fainted. I t must be Mr. Lancaster who left you in the first-class cabin. Isn’t that enviable? Tell me Yvonne, how was it like being in the first-class cabin?" Lynette grabbed her hand and pressed the question.
"First-class cabin...?" Yvonne thought for a moment and was about to say something when she saw their suitcases out of the corner of her eye.
"Lyn, let’s leave it till we go to the hotel. Grab your suitcase first."
"Alright," Lynette nodded in agreement.
The two took their respective suitcases and hurriedly joined the big group.
By the time they arrived, everyone else was pretty much there and Joe was ushering everyone to board the bus.
Yvonne followed behind Lynette and was about to get on the bus when Joe came over, "Miss Frey, Mr.
Lancaster has requested you to join him."
Yvonne retracted her foot. "Why?"
If she remembered correctly, Henry wasn’t taking the bus. He was riding in a car that was specially arranged by Joe instead.
"Mr. Lancaster has informed me that you aren't feeling well, so you won't be joining the rest," Joe replied with a smile.
Yvonne looked at Lynette.
Lynette waved her hand understanding!^ "Go quickly. Don't let Mr. Lancaster's kindness go to waste. You can leave your suitcase with me.”
After saying that, she took Yvonne's suitcase.
Yvonne quickly thanked her, "I'll leave it in your hands then, Lyn."
"No worries, just introduce me to your husband and ask him to treat me to a meal next time when we have time. I'm extremely curious about him. He must be a god-like figure to be able to befriend Mr. Lancaster. I really want to meet him!" Lynette said longingly.
Yvonne smiled wryly and responded ambiguously," Alright, alright..."
"That's settled then, we’ll meet at the hotel later, bye!"
"Bye!"
The bus door closed. Yvonne then followed Joe and headed in the opposite direction, where Henry's car was parked.
Joe led her to the car and knocked on the window, "M r. Lancaster.”
The car window rolled down and revealed Henry's stern face. "Get in!"
He looked past Joe and right at Yvonne.
Joe quickly stepped aside for her to get in the car.
Yvonne took two steps forward, opened the car door, got in, then warmed her hands with her breath.
"Cold?" Henry suddenly asked when he saw her action.
Yvonne nodded. "A little, I didn't expect the temperature to be this low here."
"Joe, turn on the heater," Henry ordered Joe who had just gotten in the driver’s seat.
"Right away,” he replied.
As the warm air gradually circulated, Yvonne’s tense body relaxed as she no longer felt cold.
Even so, Henry still took off his coat and threw it to her. "Put it on."
Yvonne stared at him blankly while holding his jacket, but didn't respond.
Henry frowned, "Yvonne Frey, I told you to put it on. Did you not hear me?"
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