CHAPTER 194 FAINTED AFTER DRINKING THE WINE

Henry did not understand why, but he became very upset and gloomy.

He walked toward the wine cabinet and took a bottle o f Louis XIII which had high alcohol content. He opened it and poured a glass full for himself.

He leaned back and drank the entire glass directly. He drank it fast until he choked accidentally. His slightly sickened face became flushed.

He soon recovered and then continued drowning himself in the alcohol.

Less than half an hour later, he finished a bottle of wine which cost thousands of dollars.

Its alcohol content was beyond any of those other branded wines. Even if Henry was good at drinking, h e could not take that.

Besides, he was injured. After drinking so much wine, he felt like his body was burning like fire. The wounds around his back had not even formed scabs, and they were now lacerated. He was filled with so much pain that he fainted directly. Sue discovered him when she went up to deliver his food.

Sue was scared out of her wits. She immediately called for the ambulance.

Standing outside of the emergency room, Sue became quite flustered and worried. She waited for a while before she took out her phone and called Yvonne with trembling fingers. "Madam, something's wrong!"

At that moment, Yvonne was paying respects to her late grandparents. She heard the anxiety in Sue's voice. She became nervous too. "What’s wrong, Sue?”

"Something bad happened. Sir has fainted." Sue almost burst into tears because of her anxiety.

Yvonne widened her eyes and stood up. "What? Did he faint?”

"Yes. He’s currently in the emergency room..."

"Sue, why did he faint?" Yvonne asked anxiously, and her voice became slightly shaky too.

Sue took a few deep breaths and forced herself to calm down. "I don’t know about it either. After I finished cooking the food, I went upstairs to call after him. But he made no response. So I opened the door and went into the room. Soon I smelled the strong scent of alcohol, and sir was lying on the floor. He was even holding a wine glass in his hand at that moment.”

"Was he drinking wine?" Yvonne was shocked and angry at the same time. "How could he have a drink? He's seriously injured. Did he want to kill himself?"

"I don’t know why he did that either. I..."

"Fine, Sue. I don't blame you. I'm just angry at him. How could not care about his health?" Yvonne stamped her feet, and her eyes became bloodshot

because of her anger.

Sue sighed. "I thought so too. But you do know about his temper. If he ever wants to do anything, who can stop him?”

Yvonne became quiet. After a short while, she bit her lips and asked, "Sue, did you tell Grandpa about it?”

"How could I be so bold as to inform him about this? The master will surely be deeply angry if he learns about this."

"That’s true. Sue, please keep a close eye on him. Once he’s out of the emergency room, do tell me about it immediately." Yvonne made a request.

Sue nodded repeatedly. "Don't worry, madam. I will.”

"Alright, thank you." Yvonne forced a smile and hung u p the phone.

Hearing about the news that Henry had fainted all of a sudden, her heart skipped a beat. At the same time, she had an impulsive urge. She wanted so badly to rush over there and meet him.

Luckily, she managed to suppress it.

However, she did not understand it. Why did he go and drink wine at a time like that? She would never believe that he was unaware of it, drinking wine given his bad body condition. He definitely did it on purpose. But she never saw him do such an irrational thing before. 3

Thinking about that, Yvonne heaved a long sigh. She then put away her phone, grabbed the candles which she brought with her, and prepared to go down the hill.

When she reached the foot of the hill, she received another call from Sue before she even entered her house.

"Madam, it’s good news.” Sue was clearly overjoyed.

Yvonne became relieved soon. "Is he alright?"

"Yes, he just left the emergency room. He’s fine now. Luckily, it was found out soon enough. Otherwise, he might’ve been in great danger," said Sue angrily and helplessly.

Now Yvonne became entirely relieved. "Good to know that he's fine. Don't let him drink any more wine from now on. Sue, do take good care of him.”

"Alright," replied Sue.

"That's good. I'll hang up now.”

"Madam, don't you want to talk to sir? He's conscious now," Sue asked her.

Yvonne shook her head. "No. It’s okay. We talked to each other this morning. If we talk to each other again, it'll be only about whether he agrees to the divorce or not. It's quite meaningless. So it's good to know that he's fine."

"Sure, please do take care then madam.” Sue sighed and hung up the phone.

Henry leaned slightly against the hospital bed and

looked at Sue calmly. "What did she say to you?"

"She said that it’s good to know that you're fine," replied Sue honestly.

Henry pursed his lips. "Did she say nothing else?"

"No.” Sue shook her head.

Henry's facial expression worsened.

'She claims that she loves me, but she didn't even say that she'll come to meet me given what happened to m e.' 2

"Sir, what's wrong?" Sue noticed that Henry appeared annoyed, so she could not help but ask curiously.

Henry replied with a cold facial expression, "Nothing." "Is it really nothing?" Sue was still slightly worried. Shane took Henry's medical record and entered the ward. He said half-heartedly, "Sue, you

must believe what he said. He drank an entire bottle of Louis XIII, and he still managed to stay alive when he was sent to the hospital. He should be fine."

Henry narrowed his eyes and gave Shane a cold stare. exclusive content.

Not only was Shane not frightened, but he even gave Henry a challenging smile. "Henry, you’re not acting prudently. You're a patient now. How could you be so impolite toward a doctor? Aren’t you afraid that I might do something to you?" "Why don't you give it a try?" Henry sneered coldly.

Shane raised his eyebrows. "Fine, I give up. I can’t afford to offend you. I'll shut up now. Is that okay?"

Henry sneered but made no reply.

Shane walked toward the bed and changed the fluids for him. As he was changing that, he asked, "By the way, Henry, why did you drink wine all of a sudden? Besides, what happened to your back? Don't you know that if you're seriously injured like that, you mustn’t have a drink? Now that you're able to stay alive and lie on the bed here, it’s considered a great fortune for you. If we didn't make it on time, you might’ve really died."

Henry lowered his eyes and said softly, "I know."

"Why did you do so if you know about that?" Shane frowned.

Henry touched the place where his heart was. "I drank wine because it hurts here."

"Why does it hurt there?" Shane took out his stethoscope and prepared to check for him.

But before he could stretch his hand out, Henry pushed his hand away directly with a slap. "You don't have to check it for me. It doesn’t hurt now."

He just felt that it hurt the moment he thought about Yvonne at that time.

His pain intensified when he realized that he might not be able to meet her anymore in the future.

Moreover, he did not even know why.

"Is that so? Since you said so, I won't bother about it anymore. But could you please tell me about the wounds around your back?" Shane put his arms across his chest and smiled faintly at Henry.

Henry replied calmly, "The master beat me up."

In that instant, he sounded quite calm, as if being beaten up like that was just a trivial affair.

But Shane was deeply shocked. "Did the master beat you up? Why did he beat you up again? Did he use the horsewhip again?"

Henry nodded.

Shane was shocked. He then sneered. "Master Lancaster was indeed quite harsh toward you, but he wasn't so harsh three years ago. You have at least more than ten scars there. It's clear that he used his entire force to beat you up vigorously. What did you d o, making him give you such a heavy punishment?"

"Grandpa knows about the fact that I covered up for Dominic."

Shane raised his eyebrows. "Does it mean that the master knows everything that Dominic did to Yvonne?”

Henry pursed his lips and remained quiet. It meant that he admitted it now.

"No wonder, since the master always yearned to have a great-grandson..." Shane said regretfully. Soon he thought about something and looked around in the ward. "By the way, we've talked for a

while now. Where's Yvonne? Why didn't she come here?"