CHAPTER 255 DRUNK

Yvonne nodded. "Yes, I did."

"What did you say?" Henry’s facial expression became serious. He put down the wine glass immediately and held her shoulders with both of her hands. He asked anxiously, "Have you indeed seen it before? Where?”

Yvonne was shocked by his agitated look. She shrank her neck slightly and replied, "Yes, I have seen it before. But I forgot where I'd seen it..."

"Forgotten?" Henry's facial expression worsened.

Now it was not easy to see one who might have met Hayden before. But she claimed that she had forgotten about it.

"Yes, I've indeed forgotten where I saw that and who it was I saw with such a birthmark." Yvonne nodded and said apologetically, "Besides, it was so long ago, and I saw it only once. But..."

"But what?" Henry clenched his fists tighter.

Yvonne drew in a breath. "You know that I don't know that many people and my circle of friends is rather narrow. Besides, I remembered the birthmark after only seeing it once. So the person who has that birthmark is somebody I know. So I just need to think about it hard, and I might be able to recall the details." "Are you sure?" Henry threw a sidelong glance at her.

Yvonne's eyes fluttered. She looked down in uncertainty. "Maybe..."

In fact, she was not so sure about it either. Besides, her memory was failing her, and she did not have such a good memory now. She soon forgot about a lot o f things.

Although her circle of friends was small and she did not know that many people, it was indeed quite difficult if she wanted to remember each and every one of them. There were quite a lot of them too, and she needed to try to figure out who had that birthmark.

But she would try her best.

Thinking of that, Yvonne closed her eyes and started t o recall it.

Henry did not disturb her, but he stared at her with his ferocious eyes. He seemed to be slightly eager too.

However, Yvonne opened her eyes in frustration after a few minutes.

Seeing her like that, Henry knew that she recalled nothing.

The eagerness in his eyes subsided. He then released his grasp on her shoulders slowly.

Yvonne became anxious when she realized that something was lifted off her shoulders.

She did not think much about it. She soon grabbed his sleeves immediately. "I'm sorry. I still cannot recall it."

"It's fine. I've foreseen that." Henry pinched his nose bridge. "I didn’t blame you."

"But you’re still disappointed, aren't you?” Yvonne lowered her eyes.

Henry smirked. "Just a bit. But it’s fine. If Hayden is found easily, I wouldn’t have to wait until now. That's enough. Let's not talk about it. What did you buy since you went shopping today?”

He changed the topic.

Yvonne did not know whether he was trying to make her stop blaming herself or because of some other reasons. Seeing that he did not want to dwell on that anymore, she answered his question directly. "I bought some yarn. How did you know that I went out shopping today?"

"The driver told me about it.” Henry took the wine glass and bottle and returned to the living room.

Yvonne followed closely behind him. "Did you specifically ask the driver to keep an eye on me?"

"No, it's for your own safety. I need to know your whereabouts at all times." Henry sat down on the sofa.

Yvonne went and sat beside him. "Safety? What will happen to me?"

"The Lancasters were tricked recently. So it's better to be safe than sorry," said Henry.

Yvonne averted her gaze. "Then are those people who tricked the Lancasters..." "I know what you're going to say. I have the same doubt too, so I asked Joe to continue with his investigation. But we didn't find anything. How about you?" Henry shook the wine glass in his hand and took another sip. He then continued, "You’re going to report yourself to headquarters. Are you ready for that?"

"So soon?" Yvonne was slightly stunned.

Henry raised his eyebrows. "Is it? I’m going back to headquarters tomorrow."

"I should be ready..." Yvonne said without any confidence.

Henry touched his forehead. "So you didn't make any kind of preparation?"

"No. I thought about how to introduce myself." Yvonne straightened her body.

Henry chuckled. "That's not too bad. But you need to d o more than that instead of only introducing yourself i f you go and report yourself to headquarters tomorrow. I'll ask Joe to arrange for some

information for you as to what kinds of things you need to prepare. Just go through the information carefully."

"Alright." Yvonne nodded.

Henry was satisfied. "I'll go and change my clothes. It’s a rather pungent smell." "Go ahead then." Yvonne moved aside so that he could

leave.

However, the minute Henry stood up and took a step forward, his tall figure was wobbly all of a sudden. This belongs to .

Seeing that, Yvonne was shocked. She then stood up and supported him. "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm a little dizzy." Henry closed his eyes and replied hoarsely.

Yvonne looked toward the bottle of alcohol on the coffee table subconsciously. Almost half of the bottle o f alcohol was finished. No wonder he was dizzy.

At that moment, she said rather angrily, "Louis XIII is such a strong alcoholic. You had a lot of it in such a short time. Certainly, you're drunk. How could you not feel dizzy?"

Hearing her blame, he was not angry. But he felt like it was such a strange feeling.

'Is it her first time scolding me openly and boldly because of my drinking?'

It turned out that the blame which was filled with concern would feel so different for him. He became helpless. But at the same time, he was warmed by her too.

Thinking of that, Henry seemed to have an idea. Suddenly, he became weak and lost his energy, then h e then threw his entire weight on Yvonne.

Yvonne was stunned at first, but she soon hugged him immediately.

However, he was so heavy, and it was such a great force given how he fell down on her. It was not easy for Yvonne to hug him. She even retreated two steps after she was crushed by him and nearly sat down on the sofa. With much difficulty, she held him up.

Although she managed to hug him, she was exhausted. She took a few breaths soon before she was able to catch her breath. She then had the energy t o ask him, "Why did you fall on me all of a sudden? Get up immediately. I can’t hold on anymore."

Henry hid his face around her neck. "I'm sorry. I couldn’t stand up. I’m dizzy, and I've got no energy in

_ H me.

"Then can you walk?" Yvonne tilted her head and asked him.

Henry used his forehead to nudge her shoulders. "No, I can’t. Help me back to the room."

"You..." Yvonne was tongue-tied. "Don't you know how heavy you are?"

"Yes," Henry responded.

Yvonne was shocked.

'He even responded to that.'

"Quick, help me back into the room. I can't stand firmly anymore.” Henry urged her.

Yvonne rolled her eyes. "Who asked you to drink so much? Serves you right!"

Henry chuckled in a deep voice, but he said nothing.

Yvonne was helpless. Seeing him like that, it seemed like he was indeed unable to walk by himself.

In resignation, she gritted her teeth and supported him back to the room gradually.

Yvonne could not walk fast with him. She took around a few minutes for a distance as short as thirty feet.

When she reached the bedroom, she threw him directly on the bed without any hesitation.

The man moaned once. He then looked up at her. "Did you do it on purpose?”

Yvonne averted her gaze guiltily. "No. You’re so heavy. My hands slipped so..."

She shook her wrists.

Certainly Henry saw through her lies given how observant he was. But he did not expose her lies. He then spread his hand and commanded her, "Change m y clothes for me."

"What?" Yvonne was stunned.

Henry repeated again. "Change my clothes for me!

Faster!"

"Why?" Yvonne shook her head, claiming that she would not comply.

Henry pursed his thin lips. "There's only one reason. I can't move. Do you understand that?"