"We broke up three years ago.” Henry lit himself a cigarette. 1
Shane wanted one for himself when he saw it. "Then what's the meaning of what you’ve done during this period of time?"
"You're referring to?" Henry puffed smoke and looked a t his friend indifferently, i
Shane flicked off some ashes. "Of course it's you being nice to Jacqueline. If I weren’t clear of things, I'd really think that you guys got together behind Yvonne's back."
"Nothing like that," Henry replied with a downward gaze.
Shane smiled. "I know that. But how you acted with her, like the intimate interactions and too much of your concern, gave people a lot to think about.”
Henry took another puff of his cigarette without saying anything.
Shane asked, "Why have you suddenly gotten levelheaded and why did you tell her these things?"
Henry was still silent.
Shane rolled his eyes. "Sure, acting deaf and mute, are you?"
"What are you trying to get at?" Henry creased his brows impatiently.
Shrugging, Shane replied, "Nothing. Just wanted to ask you why didn't you tell her that in the beginning? Do you know that how you've treated her during this time makes her think that you two have a chance at reconciliation?"
"I won't reconcile with her," Henry answered faintly.
He was well aware that he was married now. His wife was Yvonne Frey. As for Jackie, the past was the past. Even when he could not entirely forget her, he would not have anything to do with her.
"You won't, but that doesn't mean she doesn't think about it. Jacqueline's nature..." As if recalling something, Shane's gaze was frosty for an instant." Never mind, forget it. Just watch out more. And protect Yvonne."
"Protect?" Henry narrowed his eyes. "You mean Jackie will target Yvonne Frey?"
"That's what you say. I've reminded you anyway.
Whether you believe me or Jacqueline, it's your decision. Don't you regret it then," Shane stubbed his cigarette.
Henry turned to gaze at the door to Jacqueline's ward.
"I believe that Jackie won't do that. She's a kind soul." 2
Shane nearly slipped from the comment.
Kind?
If a woman like Jacqueline was kind, this world would be without a malicious person!
"Sure, look out for yourself then." Shane patted Henry's shoulder with a fake smile.
Henry jerked and flung his hand off. "Isn't your patient an urgent case?"
"Patient?” Shane froze before he spotted the stethoscope hanging around his neck and looked appalled. "Oh my, I almost forgot. Henry, I can't be your company, bye!"
He dashed for the elevator.
"Dumbass!" Henry could not help making fun of him while looking at his frantic sprint. His patient was unlucky to meet a forgetful doctor like him!
Finishing his cigarette in silence and looking back at Jacqueline's ward, Henry did not enter once more, leaving the hospital after stubbing out his cigarette.
Returning to the villa, he made Sue think that her eyes were fooling her.
"Sir, why are you home so soon?"
"Where's Yvonne Frey?" Henry asked instead of answering.
Sue pointed upstairs. "Madam went back to rest not long after you left. She probably isn't awake yet."
Henry hummed and headed for the room.
Opening the door, he gently made his way in and stopped by the bed.
Yvonne was sound asleep in the big soft bed. Slightly curling up, she looked exceptionally tiny and spurred one’s protective instincts.
Henry sat down slowly beside the bed and pinned the hair on her hair to the back of her ear. Her palm-sized face was fully exposed to his view. She was not exactly beautiful. At most, she looked fresh and delicate.
In the past, Henry was not the slightest bit interested when he looked at her. Now, however, he realized that she had grown easy to his eyes.
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