Jacqueline was whom Henry cared about after all.
Yvonne should inform Henry somehow when she had dissed her. At the same time, she wanted to know who he would choose to help after knowing the actual scenario. Was he with her on the side of morals, or was he with Jacqueline on the side of sentiment?
The call connected briefly and Henry’s voice waltzed through the speaker. "What's the matter?"
"Henry, I talked to Miss Conrad on the phone just now," Yvonne quickly said.
Henry narrowed his eyes. "What did you talk about?”
"We were..." Without hiding anything, Yvonne told him their conversation fresh out of the oven.
Henry was quiet for a long time after that, making Yvonne nervous.
"Henry..."
"I know,” he finally responded.
Yvonne clenched her hands. "Sorry, I crossed the line i n what I said. If you blame me, you..."
"Did I say that I'm putting the blame on you?" Henry arched his brow.
He was not blind with values. He could judge who was right and who was wrong in this.
Yvonne was crude with her words but she made sense. It seemed that there were things that he should make clear of with Jackie.
"You don’t?" Yvonne was surprised.
Henry pressed his lips together. "Why should I?"
"Because of Miss Conrad. Aren’t you very..." Yvonne muted herself. She really could not bring herself to say that her husband cared about another woman.
"It's nothing to do with Jackie. I've always looked at the truth," Henry said in a low register.
Yvonne felt her heart quivering. "But you weren't like that previously."
"Hmm? Previously?" Henry narrowed his eyes.
Yvonne looked down. "Nothing. I didn’t say anything. I’m hanging up."
She hung up swiftly.
Looking at his phone that had slid back to the home screen, Henry’s gaze deepened. He felt like she wanted to say something toward the end but she stopped herself from speaking for some reason. What was she bothered by? 1
Henry mused but could not figure it out. Instead, he left it and summoned Joe. i
"Mr. Lancaster." Joe came in with a knock.
Henry pointed at the stack of documents beside him."
Distribute these and chair the following meeting."
"Are you heading out, Mr. Lancaster?"
"Yes, to the hospital." Henry pulled his drawer open and picked up his car key.
Joe carried the documents from the table. "I see. See you, Mr. Lancaster.”
Henry gave him a nod and went out. Driving all the way to the hospital, Jacqueline was asleep when he arrived at her ward while Shane was checking her.
Not interrupting him, he softened his steps and waited by the wall. After half an hour, Shane removed his gloves and retrieved a pen from his pocket to begin writing in the case record clipboard.
Henry glanced at Jacqueline and lowered his voice to ask, "What happened to Jackie?"
"She was prodded and fainted," Shane answered with an easy grin, as if fainting was something minor.
"Prodded?" Henry frowned.
"Yeah, her caretaker said that she passed out after taking a call. You, though, why are you here? I didn't inform you about her passing out." Shane pointed at Jacqueline with his clipboard.
Henry pulled a chair to sit down. "I came to talk to Jackie about something."
"Can I ask what it is?" Shane nudged his glasses.
Henry looked at him but did not reply, making Shane click his tongue. "You're no fun. Alright, wait here alone then. I'm leaving.”
He clamped the clipboard under his arms and left humming a tune.
Lacing his fingers together, Henry leaned forward slightly to rest his chin on the back of his hands as he stared at Jacqueline with a complex emotion.
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