CHAPTER 149 YVONNE'S DECISION

Yvonne bit her fingers, contemplating what she should do.

It was currently impossible for her to donate her bone marrow. She was pregnant. If she were to do another transplant, she would never be able to keep her baby. There was no doubt that she would not promise Henry to donate her bone marrow to Jacqueline again, but how was she supposed to refuse him? 1

A flurry of thoughts went through Yvonne's head and she finally realized without hope that she only had one way. That was to tell Henry that she was pregnant.

Perhaps, he would not want her bone marrow anymore for the baby. Perhaps, he would forcefully take her bone marrow while disregarding the baby for Jacqueline. If it were the former, she would be safe. If i t was the latter, she would definitely tell Master Lancaster and ask for his protection.

Even if Henry would hate her for not saving Jacqueline, she was going to keep her baby!

Determination flashed across Yvonne's gaze, significantly calming her tensed emotions. This belongs to .

Noticing the change in her, Shane was puzzled." Yvonne, have you thought of some sort of solution?"

Yvonne glanced at him without answering.

Shane rubbed the tip of his nose awkwardly. "Sure, assume I didn't ask.”

He started the engine of his car again.

The car ride was silent and ended with Yvonne asking Shane to drop her off tens of meters away from the villa.

She got down and returned his jacket. "Thank you for the jacket. And thank you for sending me back."

"No need to thank me. What I want to say is still the same. It's still not too late, leave Henry when you can. You really can't donate your bone marrow anymore. Don’t wish for Henry to let it go too. For Jacqueline, god knows what he could do. You just can’t risk certain things,” Shane said in a low tone.

Yvonne's head was lowered, her expression unreadable. "I understand. I know what to do. I'll get going now. You should head home too."

"Sure, I'm going off then. Goodbye."

Yvonne waved at Shane. "Goodbye."

It was only after Shane drove off that Yvonne made her way to the villa.

The door was opened once she arrived at the gate.

Sue came out and froze when she saw her before she hurriedly ran over and hugged Yvonne. "Oh, madam, where have you been? Didn't you say that you’d be back around eleven? Why are you only back now? Do you know how worried I was?" "Sorry, Sue.” Yvonne hugged her back. "I'm really sorry. I went to see Henry in the hospital."

"To see sir?" Sue looked at Yvonne and asked, "Then was he accompanying Jacqueline for her birthday?"

Yvonne shook her head. "Let’s talk inside. It's a little cold out."

"Sure, sure." Sue nodded and helped her inside.

Once they got in, Sue gave her warmed milk before sitting down beside her and waiting for her elaboration.

Holding on to the glass of milk, Yvonne’s voice was morose. "Henry didn't go to Miss Conrad for her birthday. Miss Conrad attempted suicide and Henry went to her because he was worried!"

"What? Suicide?" Sue shot up from the shock.

Yvonne drank her milk and hummed.

"She would actually kill herself?" Sue believed that Yvonne would not lie but she was credulous that the Conrad woman would kill herself. That woman loved herself the most.

To stay alive three years ago, she could abandon sir, leaving him alone. How could she commit suicide!

Sue analyzed, "She wouldn’t have resorted to selfharm to ask sir over because sir didn't spend the day with her, would she?"

There was a bitter smile hanging on Yvonne's face." Who knows... Henry thinks that I’m the culprit of her attempted suicide anyway."

"Why's that?" Sue was bewildered.

Yvonne told her about Jacqueline's will and Sue smacked the table continuously in rage. "How could sir do that? He’s usually smart. Why would he lose his rationale when he meets that woman? To the point of not having normal judgment? What does that woman killing herself have to do with you? Besides, you weren't wrong, madam. That woman's wishing to be a homewrecker."

"But to Henry, I am wrong. He thinks that Jacqueline couldn't take it and tried to commit suicide because of what I said."

"Please, how long ago was it when you said that? I remember, you know? And she attempted suicide today. It's obvious that it's got nothing to do with you. She's just jealous that sir's spending your birthday with you and created the fuss," Sue scorned.

Yvonne slowly sipped her milk that was losing warmth. "But Henry doesn’t believe me."

It was true that even Sue could see through it with one glance but Henry insisted that she was the cause of Jacqueline's attempted suicide.

Yvonne was honestly agonized from it.

"Sir's too much," Sue sighed.

Yvonne put down the glass without a word.

Sue patted the back of her hand fondly. "Madam, did you tell sir that you're pregnant when you went to the hospital?"

"No." Yvonne shook her head. "I didn’t manage to get the chance to tell him."

"You have to. Your pregnancy isn't something minor. You can't keep it from him forever."

"I know. I wanted to tell him as a surprise but he...

Forget it. I'll tell him when he comes back. I want to know what his thoughts are about this baby too," Yvonne said with a serious expression, stroking her belly.

She wanted to know if Henry cared more about Jacqueline or their baby.

It would be best if he cared about the baby, but if he were to choose Jacqueline... Yvonne would rather have his hatred in asking for Grandpa's help than to give up her child to save Jacqueline!

Sue could not read Yvonne's mind and only thought that she was worried if Henry would like the child.

"Madam, don't think too much. This is sir's flesh and blood. He'll like the baby." Sue consoled her to mollify her.

Yvonne's smile was forced. "I hope so. That's all for now, Sue. I'm tired, I'll head back to the room first.”

"Okay. Go rest. It’s late." Sue nodded.

Yvonne went upstairs. Exhausted both mentally and physically, she washed up and threw herself on the bed, falling asleep after a while.

With so many things that happened during the day, Yvonne’s mind was all over the place. Even when she was asleep, she was not at peace, her slumber disrupted by nightmares. She dreamed of Henry giving up their baby and opting to save Jacqueline. Even Grandpa’s intervention was useless. Then, her baby was gone.

Yvonne was startled awake by the nightmare. Gasping, she shot up from the bed.

Henry had been sitting by the bed staring at her with a complicated gaze, so he was startled as well when she suddenly woke up.

"What are you doing?" he asked in a low tone, lips pressed thinly together.

Hearing his voice, Yvonne's bleary eyes regained their focus as she turned to look at him with a stiff neck." You’re back?"

Her voice was hoarse, grating to the ears.

Henry frowned. "Did you have a nightmare?"

Yvonne huddled herself in the blanket. "Yes, a terrifying one..."

The nightmare was not real but it could become

reality.

Even when she was awake now, she was plagued.

"One nightmare and you're scared out of your mind. Yvonne Frey, not bad, not bad," Henry commented in disdain and got up to go to the bathroom.

Right as he turned, Yvonne grasped the back of his suit jacket.

"Henry, how long have you been back?” she asked, her expression obscured from view.

Henry tugged his clothes back. "A while."

"Is it? I thought that you'd be keeping Miss Conrad company and wouldn’t come back for the night," Yvonne mocked lightly.

Henry narrowed his eyes. "What do you want to say?"

Yvonne looked up at him, her clear eyes wounded. "I already know about Miss Conrad having to undergo a second transplant.”

"What did you say?” Henry's eyes widened.