Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 29 Have You Decided?

"Madam should have gone to bed already. Did you need anything from her? Should I wake her up?” Sue set the remote down.

Henry raised his hand to stop her. "It's alright, I will go myself."

After saying that, he went upstairs.

The room was dark and so quiet that he could hear a pin drop.

Henry turned on the lamp and light instantly flooded the room.

He glanced at the bed and saw a lump under the quilt. Someone was obviously on the bed.

"She really went to sleep!" Henry muttered under his breath. He approached the bed quietly and looked down at the woman. 1

She had really fallen asleep. Her sleeping face looked pretty angelic, but he could tell that she wasn’t sleeping peacefully from the way her eyebrows were slightly knitted together.

Was she having a nightmare?

Henry reached out and touched her forehead, but perished the thought of waking her up.

Forget it, he would just talk to her tomorrow.

He had put it off for so many days, so it didn’t matter i f he delayed it for another night. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Henry took off his suit jacket and undid his necktie before heading to the bathroom.

When Yvonne woke up in a daze the next day, she felt something heavy on her waist and couldn’t turn over.

She reached out to feel it in her annoyance, only to find that it was an arm!

Yvonne was instantly startled awake. She turned her head around and saw a man lying next to her.

It was Henry Lancaster!

"Why are you here?" Yvonne's eyes went wide and she was beyond shock.

When did he come back last night?

And when did he come up onto the bed?

She didn't realize it at all!

Henry cracked open his eyes in displeasure. His voice was horse from just waking up. "I'm your husband. So why do you think I'm here?"

This woman really lacked the awareness that she was married! 1

Yvonne was stunned for a moment before scratching her head in embarrassment. "Sorry, I'm still not used t o you coming back and living here..." "I think you are obviously used to freedom," Henry pointed that out with a cold face, then took off the quilt and got up.

Yvonne pouted aggrievedly.

That wasn't true at all.

She just hadn't fully accepted the fact that he had come back to stay here, i

Besides, he only came back and stayed two for nights after so many days. 1

Yvonne sighed, then patted her cheeks before getting u P-

After breakfast, Henry dropped her off at the usual intersection as he did twice before.

She jogged her way to her workplace. As soon as she walked through the door, she sensed people gossiping and whispering about her.

"It's her..."

"So she's the one..."

"Yeah, what a joke."

What was going on?

Yvonne looked around, unable to comprehend the situation.

The whispers were barely audible. Even if she couldn't hear them clearly, her instincts told her that they must be talking badly of her. She quickly stepped into the elevator and didn’t bother to ask anyone about

anything.

When she reached the top floor and went past the other three secretary offices, she noticed that the doors were shut. It would seem like the other three secretaries had really resigned from the company.

It was at this moment that she realized a very serious problem. Who would do their work if they left?

Was she going to be the only one doing everything?

Yvonne's head spun at the thought and instantly felt unwell.

"Miss Frey." Joe’s voice rang out behind her. 1

Yvonne turned around and greeted him dejectedly. " Good morning, Mr. Woods.”

"Morning. Why are you standing around here?"

"Nothing, just wondering if my workload will be increased from now on," she replied bitterly.

Joe instantly understood what she meant and couldn't help but smile. "Don't worry about it, Miss Frey. Mr. Lancaster has already informed me to transfer three secretaries from the headquarters of the Lancaster Group. I believe they will be arriving tomorrow. We won’t dump all the work on you."

"Really?” Yvonne's eyes lit up.

"Of course!” Joe nodded.

Yvonne breathed a sigh of relief and instantly felt energetic again. "That's great!”

"It’s still too early to be celebrating, Miss Frey." The smile on Joe's face broadened ominously.

Yvonned gulped audibly. "W-What do you mean?"

"What I'm saying is, you will have to take over the routine work of the other three secretaries before the new secretaries arrive. This is an order from Mr.

Lancaster. I wish you luck, Miss Frey!" Joe left after telling her that. 1

Yvonne was left standing alone in the long corridor, crying fearlessly while thinking to herself that the road ahead of her was dark.

She knew things wouldn't be that simple...

Yvonne's shoulders drooped as she resigned herself to her office and started working. She didn't even manage to take a break the entire morning. She was too busy to even drink, let alone going to

the toilet. Her butt was glued to her chair all this while.

When she finally sorted out the messy data, she had to send them to Henry immediately.

"Mr. Lancaster, I have prepared the data you need today." She stood in front of Henry's desk and reported to him with a tired face.

"Leave it there,” Henry replied without even raising his head.

Yvonne put down the stack of documents. "Well then, Mr. Lancaster, I will be on my way."

She still had a lot of work waiting for her to complete.

"Hold on," Henry called out to her.

Yvonne retracted her foot and gave him a puzzled look. "Is there anything else you need?"

"Have you made your decision?"

"On what?"

Henry frowned, then slowly spat out two words: "Bone marrow!" 2

Was she deliberately pretending to be clueless?

Yvonne paled at the mention of bone marrow. "I haven't decided yet..."

"Not yet?"

"Yeah." She lowered her gaze and replied softly.

Henry put down his pen and stared at her deeply for a while. "What are you hesitating for?"

“I...” Yvonne clutched the hem of her blouse, unsure of how to answer the question.

Henry took a deep breath, then softened his tone. "Do you have any concerns?"

Yvonned nodded hesitantly.

"What concerns do you have?"

"I researched it..." "And then?"

Yvonne bit her lower lip. "My research tells me that the bone marrow donors have a thirty percent chance of getting long-term side effects which include signs o f aging or getting leukemia. I'm scared..."

"Long-term side effects?" Henry’s pupils constricted slightly and his expression turned grave.

He actually didn't know that the bone marrow donors would be affected, let alone the severity of the longterm side effects.

He always thought that only their body would be weakened. 1

Henry tapped the cold surface of his desk with his fingers noisily. "I see, you may leave now. I'll check with Shane first. Since he knows your physical condition very well, he should know if you’d suffer from any long-term side effects after the bone marrow donation.” 1

“...Alright." Yvonne forced a smile, but tears welled up i n her eyes the moment she turned around. 1

Henry still wanted her to be the bone marrow donor.

After Yvonne left, Henry called Shane on his phone.

Shane yawned over the phone. "What can I do for you?"

"I have a question. Will bone marrow donors suffer from any long-term side effects?" 1

"Yes," Shane replied disapprovingly.

Henry’s heart sank and his face tensed up. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" "You didn't ask." Shane put his phone on speakerphone and left it on the table. He took off his glasses and slowly wiped them clean.

"If I hadn't asked, you would never take the initiative t o tell me?" Henry’s tone turned frosty. It was obvious that he was upset.

Shane put on his glasses again. "I really forgot about i t."

"Then tell me now, what are the long-term side effects?"

"They vary in severity. The least severe would be the donor’s body will be significantly weakened. The more severe would be showing signs of aging or contracting leukemia."

It was exactly the same as what Yvonne Frey had told him!

Henry suddenly tightened his grip on the phone." What about Yvonne Frey then? Will she get any of those long-term side effects?"