CHAPTER 250 DO YOU FEEL SURPRISED

"I don't think so now." Yvonne looked down and smiled bitterly.

"Why?” Henry asked her for the reason.

Yvonne took a deep breath. "I heard that Jason's girlfriend went to get an abortion. For a moment, I thought that maybe it was because of me since I refused to give them any money. So I went to the Freys and tried to explain myself. But Jason’s slap and my parents blaming me..."

"Made you recover your senses?" Henry interrupted her.

Yvonne rolled her eyes at him. Although what he said was unpleasant, she couldn't help but admit that it was indeed how she thought about it.

That slap indeed knocked some sense into her and crushed every feeling she ever felt for the Freys. She realized that she had done no wrong.

If she started paying them money with such a great sum, the Freys would think that she was rich. So, they would ask for money from her ceaselessly. The amount of money would increase too, so much so that she could no longer satisfy their desires which had intensified. They would then hate her and claim that she was useless. Or, they might do some outrageously wrong things.

Therefore, in order to not let such a day come to her, she thought that it was better to crush their every hope. She wanted to stop them from thinking that they could ask for money from her. But she pitied that baby...

Thinking of that, Yvonne sighed.

Henry narrowed his eyes. "Why did you sigh?"

"I just think that it’s kinda pitiful and pathetic to see their baby being aborted just like that," said Yvonne sadly.

That child reminded her of her own baby. Both babies died when they were still so young.

The only difference was that her baby was aborted by the others, but Jason's girlfriend took the initiative and got rid of her own baby.

"You don’t have to pity them." Henry took up a glass of water beside him and took a sip. "That woman got rid of her baby just like that. It clearly showed how she disliked that baby."

"How come!" Yvonne seemed not to agree with what h e said.

Henry looked up at her. "Why not? You need to know that not every mother in this world loves their children. Isn't your mother like that too?"

"This..." Yvonne opened her mouth slightly, but she found herself unable to retort to him.

Henry put down the glass of water and said lightly, "S o you mustn’t look at it just from one side. It's good that the child is gone. Jason’s not a man who cares about his family. If the baby is born into a family without love from their parents, it’d be better for the baby to not be born into this world in the first place."

Yvonne rubbed her temple. "You’re right. Maybe it’s better this way."

"That's enough. Let’s not talk about it now. Eat your food quickly. If not, it'll turn cold." Henry knocked on the table lightly and reminded her to eat her food.

Yvonne replied that she would. She then nodded and thought no more about that. She then continued to eat her spaghetti.

After the meal, Henry went and answered a call. Then, he went and held a video conference in the study. On the other hand, she tidied up the cutlery to go and clean them up in the kitchen.

When she was halfway through the washing-up, her phone vibrated slightly in her pocket.

She was puzzled. She then turned on the tap water and rinsed the soap off her hands before she took out her phone.

There was a message from a strange number on the screen.

She tapped on it curiously. There was only a sentence i n the message. "You're not a Frey!”

"What is happening?" Yvonne was stunned.

'What does it mean that I'm not a Frey?

'Who sent this message to me?

'Is it a prank?'

Yvonne felt slightly uncomfortable about it. She was slightly angry too. She then clicked on the lower righthand section of the screen to write a reply. "Who are you?"

After she replied to that message, she stared at the confusing message for a long time.

A few minutes later, she still received no reply from that number.

So Yvonne knew that she would not receive a reply from that number.

"It seems like it's indeed a prank," Yvonne muttered and thought no more about it. She then put the phone back into her pocket and continued washing the dishes.

When she was done, she wiped her hands dry and left the kitchen. She bumped into Henry who had just left the study at that moment.

They looked into each other's eyes. Yvonne was slightly stunned. She soon waved at him and greeted him. "What a coincidence! Is your meeting over?"

"Yes, it's just a small meeting, and we don't need much time for that. Is there any water?" Henry raised the empty cup in his hand slightly.

Yvonne nodded. "Yes. Just give it to me."

She walked toward him and got the cup from him.

At that moment, her eyes seemed to catch onto something flashy and shiny.

She then focused her eyes on his hand, and only then did she see the ring on his ring finger.

By the way, it was the male wedding ring which matched hers.

So what Lynette said was true. He indeed had put on his wedding ring. Ridiculously, she did not notice that until she saw the light reflecting off the diamond on his ring.

"What are you looking at?" Henry frowned slightly when he saw her in a daze again.

'Why does she always appear to be in a daze recently?'

"I'm looking at the wedding ring on your finger." Yvonne recovered herself. She did not intend to hide i t from him, so she decided to be frank with him.

Henry was shocked. He raised the hand with the ring." Are you talking about this?"

"Yes." Yvonne nodded slightly. "Why did you put it on all of a sudden? You never put it on before, did you?"

"You’re referring to the past." Henry put down his hand and looked into her eyes. He then said seriously, "But it's different now, so I put on the wedding ring." "I see," Yvonne replied lightly, and she said no more. She took his cup and went toward the kitchen.

At first, she wanted to ask him what was different now. But she decided to let it go after thinking about it.

It might not be a good thing to ask for the details. This belongs to .

After pouring the water for him, Yvonne held the cup and returned to the living room. Henry was talking on the phone at that moment.

Yvonne glanced at him, but she did not disturb him. She put the cup on the coffee table and sneaked back t o the bedroom. She decided to turn in for the day.

After Henry finished his call and went to the bedroom, she was already fast asleep.

Henry stood by the bed and looked at her face as she was fast asleep. He could not help but chuckle. "Look a t how fast you fall asleep!”

At that moment, he heard the doorbell coming from the living room.

Henry's facial expression worsened. He looked toward Yvonne subconsciously. When he realized that she was not awakened by that noise, he released his frown and went to open the door.

There was a middle-aged man in a suit standing outside the door. When he saw Henry, he soon greeted Henry respectfully. "Mr. Lancaster." "Did you get the thing?” Henry asked him.

The man nodded. "Yes, I did."

As he was saying that, he put his hand into his suit pocket and fished out a small red velvet ring box. He then handed it to Henry with his hands. "Mr.

Lancaster, this is the thing you asked me to bring to you. Sue gave it to me in person."

Henry nodded. He then took the ring box from him and glanced at it, ensuring that it was indeed what he wanted. Then, he nodded in satisfaction. "Good.

There's nothing more. You may leave now." 1

"Alright," the man replied before he turned and left.

Henry then closed the door and returned to the bedroom with the ring box in his hand. He then squatted down beside the bed and lifted Yvonne's left hand. He took out the ring and put it on her ring finger slowly.

It was the second time he put on the ring for her.

The first time he did that, he was filled with great reluctance. He did it harshly too. He did not even know whether he had hurt her at that time.

Thinking of that, Henry was filled with guilt. He then lifted her hand and bent down to place a kiss on the ring.

He kissed it for a few seconds before he moved away slowly. He then put her hand under the blanket again.

He wondered if she would be surprised if she woke up the next day and found a ring on her finger.