CHAPTER 210 SAY MY NAME

Henry's constant gaze at Yvonne had caused her to get nervous all of a sudden. She even started to stutter as she spoke, "W-What... What's the reason?"

"I love you," replied Henry in all seriousness as he said those words.

Yvonne's mind went blank instantly, his words echoed and travelled all over her body. It took her awhile before she could reply, "W-What... What did you say?"

"I said I love you, that's why I will never agree to the divorce!" Henry looked her in the eyes. 1

Lub dub, Lub dub!

Yvonne could hear her own heartbeat very clearly at that moment, and it was beating so rapid it might’ve jumped out through her throat. 1

H-He... actually said that he loved her!

Was that a confession?

Yvonne was surprised yet so excited she had lost all her senses.

Although Shane and Sue had both said that he loved her, she refused to believe them.

Yet at that moment, he had said those words in front o f her.

She couldn't imagine any woman who could withstand that kind of sudden impact.

"What are you thinking about?" Henry waved his hand in front of Yvonne a few times.

Yvonne regained her senses and took a step back subconsciously. She was too shy to look at him directly. "N...Nothing, did you really mean what you said just now?"

"Did you think I was lying?" Henry raised an eyebrow.

Yvonne grabbed onto her chest and suppressed the emotions running through her to pull a straight face t o say, "Yes, I think you're lying to me. You say you love me, but when exactly did you start to love me? What exactly made you start to love me? Can you clearly explain it to me?"

Henry pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry but I am not able to answer your questions. Before I realized it, you had already walked into my heart."

"Do you think I would believe you with just that?" Yvonne bit her lip. "You said it yourself, you can't even figure out exactly when you started to fall in love with me. So how am I supposed to believe you?"

"You don’t have to believe me now, I will prove it to you, in time," said Henry firmly.

Yvonne scoffed and said, "Alright, show me how you’ll prove it to me then!"

As she finished, she pushed the door and entered the house without looking at him.

As soon as she entered, she ran to her room and locked the door behind her. She then released the hand that had grabbed onto her chest and slowly slid down whilst leaning against the wall.

At that moment, she could no longer maintain the composure she showed Henry a moment ago. She covered her head in between her legs and started to cry, both tears of sadness and of joy.

The joy was that Henry had actually confessed to her. Had it been in the past, that would have been the words that she wanted to hear from him the most. She would have been so happy she would not have been able to sleep for days regardless if it was genuine or fake because it would have seemed as though her long wait had been answered.This belongs to .

Yet now... Although she was happy, there was a lot more sadness behind it. Why could he not have told her sooner, and why did he have to tell her now after s o much had happened? How was she supposed to respond to his love?

If she had responded, she would be betraying her child, yet if she did not answer, she would be betraying her own feelings. What should she do?

The more she thought about it, the more depressed she became and soon her tears were completely that o f sadness.

Sue was standing outside as she heard her crying and was worried. She put down whatever that was in her hands and ran off to look for Henry. "Sir."

Henry was on the phone with someone as he heard Sue screaming. He gestured at her to make her hold onto whatever she wanted to say while he was busy.

Sue assumed that it was an important phone call and had no choice but to pause momentarily even though she was worried for Yvonne.

After approximately two minutes, Henry put his phone down and turned around. "Is something the matter Sue?"

"It's not me, it's madam," said Sue as she pointed at the house.

Henry's face sank. "What about her?"

"Madam was crying, and she was crying very sadly. You should hurry and see her sir," rushed Sue.

Henry slightly raised his eyebrow. "Why was she crying?"

"I’m not sure." Sue shook her head.

Henry squinted his eyes and darted into the house without asking another question.

He stood in front of the room door and tried to turn the handle, but realized that he couldn't!

As he realized that Yvonne had locked the door from the inside, Henry's face sank even further as he shouted, "Yvonne Frey, open the door!"

He knocked on the door twice.

Yvonne raised her head and opened the door after casually wiping off her tears with her sleeve.

"Were you crying?" Henry looked at her.

Yvonne rubbed her nose and nodded in reply.

"Why were you crying? Tell me." Henry reached for her chin and gently held up her head.

Her face and eyes were red, tears could still be seen by her eyelashes. She looked so pitiful it was like an invite for people to bully her.

As he looked at Yvonne, his pupils dilated and he gulped silently. His body had heated up uncontrollably.

Yvonne had not noticed any of the man's strange reactions and removed his hand from her chin and replied coldly, "I just thought of something sad and cried. Did you want to see me about something Mr. Lancaster?"

Henry had felt as if he had been sprayed with a bucket of ice when she replied to him so coldy and distantly. All the emotions he had moments ago were extinguished without a trace.

He pursed his lips, his voice obviously discontent as h e said, "I've told you that we're still married, so there's no need for you to address me as Mr. Lancaster. Just address me like you did before."

"I think this sounds appropriate enough." Yvonne still wouldn't give in.

Henry stared at her coldly.

Yvonne started to shiver and attempted to step away subconsciously.

But just as she was about to step away, she had been forcefully grabbed into his arms.

"Mmph..." Yvonne silently gruntled as her shoulders hurt from the impact.

“Where did you hit yourself?" asked Henry as he lowered his head.

Yvonne did not want to say and struggled to get away.

Instead of releasing her, Henry hugged her even tighter. "Well, you seem to be fine judging by the strength you have to try and struggle."

Yvonne was angered as she heard this and struggled even hard while saying, "Let go of me Mr. Lancaster!"

Henry stood there unmoving no matter how much she struggled.

Seeing that she couldn’t break free no matter how hard she tried and was even growing tired that she started to pant, his lips curled up and his mood started to improve. "I’ll let you go, only if you call my name!"

"NO!" shouted Yvonne. She had rejected him without thinking.

"Are you sure?” asked Henry, a light flashed through his eyes instead of being disappointed by her reply.

She seemed to have realized what was happening, and her heart rate increased. "W...What are you planning to do?"

Usually when he showed that expression or replied in that tone, it would mean that he had something planned in his head.

Could he have come up with something else to threaten her with again?

As she thought of this, she started to feel even more uncomfortable, her breathing grew heavier and her eyes started to roll uncontrollably.

Henry saw that she was nervous and laughed as he said in a low voice, "I'm not planning to do anything, but I won't be able to guarantee what I’ll do next if you don't stop moving."

"What do you mean?" asked Yvonne who couldn’t think properly at the time.

"Guess..." Henry gently blew at her ear.

Yvonne immediately shrank. She wasn’t dumb - his actions combined with what he had said moments ago were obvious signs of seduction and her face blushed bright red. "Y-you... Y-you..."

She could only utter the word "you."

The smile on Henry’s lips grew thicker as he said,"

What about me?"