CHAPTER 128 SPEND MY BIRTHDAY WITH ME

"Of course I am." Yvonne chomped on the cake," Because it's from you."

"It's not from me. It's from your friend," Henry corrected her.

Yvonne rolled her eyes at him. "Lyn gave this to you and you gave it to me, so it’s from you."

"You're this happy to receive a slice of cake from me?" Henry raised his eyebrow.

She licked the mousse on her lips, "Yup."

There was nothing happier than receiving something from a loved one.

"Then on your birthday, I’ll have Joe order you a cake. When will that be?" Henry asked casually while turning the steering wheel.

The light in Yvonne's eyes dimmed. "You don't know my birthday?"

"Why should I?" Henry questioned back. 2

Yvonne was crestfallen. "True..."

Henry didn't even like her, so why should he remember about her birthday?

Even so, this still made her feel unpleasant in her heart.

She remembered everything about him, yet he didn't even know a single thing about her...

Yvonne sighed, losing her appetite. She returned the cake to the box and set it aside. "My birthday is in ten days."

"In ten days?" Henry was slightly surprised.

She hummed in response, "Yeah. What’s wrong?"

"Nothing.” The light in Henry’s eyes flickered as he suppressed his surprise.

He didn't expect that her birthday would so coincidentally fall on the same day as Jackie’s. 1

"Henry, will you be able to spend time with me on my birthday?" Yvonne clasped her hands tightly together as she looked at the man, who was obviously deep in his thoughts, with hope in her eyes.

The man frowned, "With you?”

"Well, I want to spend one birthday with you and I also have good news for you on that day," she touched her belly.

Since Henry was driving, he didn't see her action." What good news?"

"I can't tell you now. Wait till my birthday!" Yvonne smiled.

Henry pressed his lips, "Alright." "So it’s a promise?" Yvonne was so nervous that she even stopped breathing.

Henry lowered his gaze and replied faintly, "Didn't you have good news to tell me? Just don't forget about it o n that day."

"I won't!" Yvonne's eyes turned into crescents with her smile.

She understood what Henry was trying to say.

He had promised her that he would spend her birthday with her.

Yvonne bit her lip but failed to contain her giggles.

She was just too excited!

Henry was driving when he suddenly heard her giggles. He glanced sideways at her, unable to understand her excitement over the fact that he was just going to spend her birthday with her.

Truth be told, even Henry didn't know why he made that promise.

However, her reaction made him conclude that it wasn't a bad decision.

"One more thing," he said suddenly.

The smile on Yvonne's face faded, "What's the matter?"

"Your etiquette coach will be here tomorrow. I hope you'll study hard, especially ballroom etiquette. I'll be attending a charity ball next month and you'll be coming along as my wife. I hope you'll be able to use proper etiquette."

"As... As your wife?” Yvonne stuttered nervously.

Henry knitted his eyebrows together, "Is there any problem?"

"N-no problem, I’m just rather... rather..." She couldn't find the right adjective to express her feelings.

Henry wasn’t patient enough to listen to her stammering. "Enough. You'll be fine as long as you keep my words in mind."

"Yeah, I'll keep them in mind. But are you really planning to take me there?” Yvonne asked cautiously.

Henry's face turned cold. "You don't have to go if you don’t believe me."

"No, no! It's not like I don't believe you," Yvonne hurriedly waved her hands. "I'm just a little surprised that you'd be taking me there as your wife."

"What's so surprising about it?"

"Well, taking me there is no different than announcing my identity to the public. By then, everyone will know that you're married," Yvonne played with her fingers.

"Since your name has been recorded in the family tree and Grandpa has also given you the jade pendant, your identity should be gradually revealed to the people within the social circle," Henry replied flatly.

Yvonne was taken aback for a moment, then quickly straightened up. "So you're taking me to the charity ball to disclose my identity?"

"Yeah," Henry nodded.

Yvonne was in tears. "Henry, I thought you weren’t willing to publicly announce me as your wife when we got married back then. So why now...?"

"Didn't I just tell you the reason?" Henry pressed his thin lips in displeasure.

Yvonne lowered her head, "Well you did, but that wasn't really the kind of reason I wanted to hear..."

"Then what is the reason you want to hear?" Henry looked at her.

"Of course it's..." Yvonne opened her mouth and was going to say something, but swallowed her words back in the end and changed her mind. "Never mind. That reason is pretty satisfactory."

"Shut up then,” Henry looked away from her.

Yvonne hummed a response, then zipped her mouth and fell silent.

Sue was already waiting for them when they were back at the villa. She helped Yvonne to the sofa," You’re back! I've been so worried about the two of you, especially you, madam."

"No need to worry so much, Sue. I know how to protect myself," Yvonne accepted the glass of water that was offered to her with a smile.

Henry looked at both of them suspiciously. He suddenly didn't quite understand what they were talking about, but he wasn’t interested either. After drinking a glass of water, he went upstairs.

Sue was rather upset at him over the past two days because of Yvonne's condition. When he returned, she gave all her attention to Yvonne and blatantly ignored him.

"Madam, did you have fun at your friend's birthday party today?" she asked.

Yvonne twisted her rather stiff neck, "It was okay. I was entertained."

"Entertained?" Sue's curiosity was piqued.

Yvonne explained to her the real purpose of Lynette's birthday party.

After hearing that, Sue covered her lips and chuckled." That was indeed entertaining."

"Yes, I feel sorry for Lyn." Yvonne shook her head and chuckled too.

Sue glanced at the cake she brought back. "Madam, maybe we just toss the cake. Pregnant women shouldn’t be eating too many sweet things."

At first, Yvonne thought it was quite a waste to just toss it away. After hearing Sue's advice, she could only agree and obediently pushed the cake to her. "I'll leave it to you then, Sue."

"Okay, I'll throw it away and fetch you a bowl of chicken soup."

After saying that, Sue picked up the cake box and went into the kitchen.

Not long after that, she came back with a bowl of chicken soup.

Yvonne immediately gasped at the large bowl, "Do I have to finish this?"

"Of course, I went out of my way to buy a silkie chicken just to make this soup! You must finish everything, it's nutritious for your body." Content is © by .

"But this is too much," Yvonne forced a smile.

Sue looked at the bowl, "Well, it's indeed a bit too much. You can just drink it slowly."

"Are you not offering Henry a bowl too?" Yvonne pointed upstairs.

Sue sighed, "I don’t really want to offer it to him, but I guess I still have to serve him a bowl. Enjoy it, madam. I’ll deliver a bowl to sir too.”

"Let me." Yvonne stopped her.

Sue thought for a while before replying, "Fine, you can bring it to him."

"Alright."

Yvonne went upstairs with the chicken soup.

Standing in front of the door to Henry's study room, she lifted her hand and knocked on the door.

The man’s cold voice rang out from inside, "Come in."

Yvonne opened the door and entered. "Henry, come have a bowl of chicken soup.”

She went over and gently set the bowl down. Her eyes fell on a piece of paper on his desk. Elliot’s name was written on it and circled with a pen.

"Henry, what happened to Elliot?" Yvonne asked, pointing to the paper.