CHAPTER 120 DON'T EVER AGREE

"Henry, are you okay?” Yvonne could not help being worried when she saw Henry clutching onto the steering wheel in a death grip with sweat beading on the corner of his forehead. "Do you feel sick anywhere?"

Her hand was outstretched to touch his forehead but before she could, the man swatted it away.

"I'm fine." Henry sagged into his seat with his eyes closed.

Saddened by his resistance to her touch, Yvonne replied, "I see. But you don’t look so well. Do you want t o get a checkup at the hospital?"

She was still restless, worried about his back injury from last time.

“No. I'm really okay." Henry breathed in deeply before letting his breath out in an equally heavy exhale.

"But..." Yvonne was going to say more when Henry reignited the engine. "Alright, keep quiet for a moment. Let me be in silence for a while."

"Oh." Yvonne was quick to comply. She shut her mouth and stopped speaking.

In order to be less of a nuisance to Henry, she even breathed with caution, afraid that she was being too loud. It was just that he seemed to have not told her about the matter he had come to her for... Judging by his look now, she did not think that he was going to speak of it. 1

The silent ride took them back to the villa and Henry went upstairs directly upon arrival.

Sue served Yvonne a glass of warm milk. "Madam, what's up with sir?"

"I don't know. He's been acting strange ever since he picked me up. He said that he has something to tell m e but he’s not saying anything. I'd love to know what happened to him too," Yvonne answered with a sigh.

Sue mimicked her action. "That’s how sir is, keeping everything to himself and refusing to disclose any of i 1.1 don't even know who he's taken after."

"Isn't it passed down?" Yvonne asked after a gulp of milk.

Sue shook her head with a smile. "No way. Master and late master are talkers. Only sir’s nature is reserved. That's why I wonder who he takes after."

"I see..." Yvonne looked upstairs thoughtfully.

Sue reminisced. "Actually, sir wasn’t like that when he was young. I think his change has more or less got to d o with Young Mr. Lancaster."

"Henry’s younger brother?" Yvonne looked at her.

Sue was surprised. "Madam, you knew?" "Mm, but not much. Henry told me he has a baby brother but he was taken away when he was very small."

"Yeah, by the Lancasters' enemy. We don't know if the master can still see young sir in this lifetime."

Yvonne smiled in assurance. "He'll definitely be able t o. I believe that Henry will find his brother!"

He was powerful and capable. As long as there were clues, he could certainly find his brother! 1

"Hopefully so." Sue was not as hopeful as Yvonne. If they could find the second young master, they would have found him a long time ago. It had been over twenty years. No one knew if the child was dead or alive.

"Let's not talk about these sad stories. Madam, go to bed earlier. Don't forget that you may be pregnant," Sue urged.

Yvonne was rather worn out, so she hummed and finished the milk in the glass before she headed upstairs.

When she was out of shower, she saw her phone ringing on the nightstand. A flash of surprise played i n her eyes when she picked it up.

"Why is it him?"

It was Shane. Since they exchanged phone numbers, they had never contacted each other. Now that he was calling her, was there something urgent? i

Without delaying it, Yvonne picked up. "Dr. Summers."

"Why are you calling me Dr. Summers again?” Shane's playful voice waltzed. "Didn't we agree on calling me b y my name?"

"Uh... sorry. It’s not me. Henry doesn't allow me to." Yvonne wore an apologetic smile.

Shane pressed his lips together. "Tsk, it's just a name. Does he have to... Right, is he around you right now?”

"No. Are you looking for him?" Yvonne asked instead.

The playfulness left Shane’s tone as he started seriously. "No, I called for you.”

"Is something the matter?" Yvonne asked while she dried her hair.

"Something very important," Shane spoke up after a few seconds of contemplation. "Did Henry tell you anything when he came back?"

"No." Yvonne replied.

Not trusting her, Shane asked again, "Are you sure he said nothing?"

"Yes. He did say that he has something to tell me but h e didn’t speak of it in the end." Yvonne turned off the hairdryer.

Shane let out a breath of relief. "That's good then."

"Did something happen?" Yvonne asked in doubt.

Shane recovered his casual demeanor. "Nothing, nothing happened."

"None, really?” Yvonne narrowed her eyes in suspicion.

Shane chortled. "Yup, none."

"I don't believe it. If there's none, why would you call m e to ask me these questions? Henry also said that there was something but he isn't telling me. What are you guys hiding from me?" Yvonne felt a little bubble o f anger.

There was something that they were not letting her know about and creating suspense for her. Yet, neither of them took responsibility. They were plainly playing with her.

Shane discerned the bite in Yvonne's tone as he sighed softly, "I'm sorry, Yvonne. I don’t want to hide it from you but I'm afraid that you won't be able to take i t.”

"What on earth is it?" Yvonne was restless.

'He made it sound so serious, so tell me!'

"It's..." Shane hesitated.

Yvonne closed her eyes tight. "Just tell me!"

"I... I don't know how to bring it up. Let Henry tell you. He's your husband. He should be the one telling you." Shane shook the duty off to Henry.

Yvonne chuckled coldly. "If he wanted to tell me, he would've told me a long time ago."

"He probably can't bring himself to say it either. It's immoral after all!” Shane mocked lightly.

What was it if not immoral when he was repeatedly asking for his wife's bone marrow for another woman? He only hoped that Henry could be more rational. If he forced Yvonne to donate her bone marrow to Jacqueline like he did last time, Shane would definitely stop him.

"Immoral?" Yvonne felt more on edge. "Shane, just tell me. What is it that it's got to do with morality?"

"Nothing. Yvonne, just remember what I said. Whatever Henry tells you after this, you must refuse. Don't ever agree to it, okay?" Shane warned her grimly before he hung up. Content is © by .

Yvonne was befuddled, still holding onto her phone.

What were these men doing? What did Shane mean?

What was Henry going to tell her that he had asked her not to agree to? Was it about her bone marrow again? Why else was it Shane who came to warn her?

She had already donated her bone marrow. However, was Jacqueline's surgery not a success?

Yvonne bit her lips, more confused than ever regarding what the men were trying to do. she planned to probe around the topic when Henry came back. For some reason, she was uneasy as long as she did not make clear of the issue.

Breathing in deeply to stave off her rampant thoughts, Yvonne continued to dry her hair. After that, she read a book by the bed to wait for Henry.

About one hour later, the man came in through the door. Yvonne carelessly left her book and went toward him.

"Henry, are you done with your affairs?"

"Mm." Henry removed his jacket that Yvonne fetched smoothly.

"Can I ask you a question?"

There was a pause in Henry’s tug at his tie. "What do you want to ask?"