CHAPTER 297 DISCHARGED FROM THE HOSPITAL

"She's still there. Ms. Conrad has been living in the Conrad villa and hasn't left since," replied Joe.

Yvonne raised an eyebrow in suspicion. "That’s strange."

"Why's it strange?" Henry looked at her.

Yvonne explained, "Why would Jacqueline still be in Vancouver when Dominic's already left? The Conrads have already become enemies with the Lancasters. Now that Dominic's left, isn’t Jacqueline afraid of the Lancasters looking for her?" 1

"Madam's quite right." Joe adjusted his glasses.

Henry murmured, "It doesn't matter what her reason for staying here is. As long as she's in Vancouver, you are to surveil her at all costs. She’s Dominic's only daughter. He will contact her for sure and she will lead us to him as long as we keep an eye on her." Content is © by .

"Yes sir." Joe nodded his head.

Henry waved his hand. "That'll be all—you may leave now."

"Understood." Joe turned and left.

Only the couple was left in the ward after Joe left.

Yvonne opened her mouth to try and say something but decided not to in the end.

Henry helped cover a blanket over her. "Say whatever you want to say."

"Erm... It’s nothing actually, I only want to say that Jacqueline is not Dominic's only daughter. She still has an elder sister," said Yvonne.

Henry squinted his eyes. "Where did you hear that?"

How could he not know that Dominic had another daughter?

"From Elliot," answered Yvonne honestly.

Henry's face darkened when he heard that name. " When did he tell you this?"

"Just a few days ago."

"You mustn't believe him!" groaned Henry coldly.

Yvonne pondered for about two seconds before saying, "What if he was telling the truth?”

"Even if it was the truth, what's it got to do with us?" Henry casually picked up a magazine and began flipping through the pages.

Yvonne thought about it and agreed with him, then stopped commenting further and began closing her eyes with a yawn.

Henry glanced at her and noticed that she was getting sleepy. He stopped flipping the magazines and put them away after waiting for her to sleep. He then got u p and quietly left.

Soon, a week passed by in the blink of an eye.

Yvonne's injuries were mostly recovered, the bruises o n her face and neck had healed, and there was not a scar to be seen.

Only her ribs needed a longer time to recover. She was advised to continue resting for a while for it to heal.

"Are you done packing madam?” Sue walked into Yvonne's ward with the discharge documents in her hands.

Yvonne was changing into her new shoes. She answered as soon as she heard Sue's question, "I’m done."

"Then let’s make a move." Sue picked up the luggage that was next to Yvonne.

When both of them left the ward, Shane was walking i n their direction.

The first thing Shane saw was Sue carrying a luggage bag and then his gaze was fixed on Yvonne’s gaunt face. A saddened look was reflected behind Shane's glasses as he said, "Are you sure you want to be discharged?"

"Yes, there’s no need for me to take advantage of the hospital's resources anymore now that I am able to get out of bed myself," joked Yvonne with a smile.

Shane sighed and said, "Alright then, I won’t comment any further since you have already made your decision. I was actually planning to ask you to stay here for a few more days." "I can't bring myself to like the smell of disinfectant in the hospital." Yvonne twitched her nose. "So I think I'd better leave now."

Shane smiled as he heard Yvonne's joke. "I suppose you'd be right to return home, but you mustn't move about and focus on your recovery back at the villa. Things aren't as peaceful as they used to be at the Lancasters."

"I know, I don't want to bring any trouble to Henry.” Yvonne stroked her short hair.

Shane's expression turned serious. "I'm asking you to take care of yourself."

"I suppose there’s no need for you to remind me about that." Henry’s cold voice suddenly appeared from behind Shane.

Yvonne put down her hand from her hair and turned t o look at Henry walking towards her with his long slender legs.

"I'll be the one to protect my wife. There's no need for you to worry about that," said Henry with a cold voice a s he walked towards Yvonne and stopped next to her before grabbing onto Yvonne's shoulder.

Shane’s tone was equally cold as he replied, "I really hope you are capable of protecting her. You'd better not go back on your words and hurt others in the process."

Henry raised an eyebrow. "Are you finished?”

Shane did not answer but turned to look at Yvonne. His voice immediately turned gentle as he said," Remember to focus on your recovery when you get back. You can call me anytime when you feel unwell."

"Ok.” Yvonne nodded.

Shane gave her a few other instructions before he turned and left the couple.

Yvonne had a puzzled look on her face as she watched Shane leaving. "Have the two of you been arguing? Something seems to be off between you two recently. Has something happened?”

Henry pursed his lips.

Yvonne knew she had hit the nail on the head when she saw that Henry did not answer and said, "What caused the two of you to argue? Haven’t the two of you always been good friends? What...”

"Alright, this isn’t something that you should be worried about. Let's go home," interrupted the slightly unhappy Henry before he turned around and walked towards the elevator.

Yvonne couldn't understand why Henry was suddenly so mad and shrugged her shoulders. She suppressed her curiosity and followed behind him.

Two hours later, they arrived at the villa.

Henry helped Yvonne towards the sofa and walked away when he received a phone call.

He had left in a rush as if it was an urgent matter.

Yvonne did not hear what the issue was and did not have enough time to ask him as he had already left the villa.

"Have some milk, madam.” Sue brought out a glass of milk from the kitchen and passed it to Yvonne with both hands.

Yvonne took the glass and said, "Thank you, Sue.”

"You’re welcome." Sue chuckled and scanned the area. "Where’s sir?"

"He's left.” Yvonne drank the milk.

Sue was startled. "Gone already? He hasn't even eaten yet."

"It’s fine, Joe’s with him," said Yvonne calmly.

Sue sighed. "Sir has been very busy for the past few days. He hasn’t been able to eat properly.”

"It can’t be helped. He's off to look for the Lancasters’ enemy," said Yvonne as she rolled the glass between her hands.

Sue pouted her lips in contempt. "Who is this old man? How could he have harbored so much hatred against the Lancasters?"

"You're right. His hatred runs rather deeply." Yvonne nodded in agreement.

Sue was worried. "That old man dared to badly injure you, so I'm really worried that sir will..."

"He won't." Sue held onto the glass tightly. "He’ll be fine, I believe in Henry." 1

Sue smacked her forehead as she realized that she had mistakenly said the wrong thing and quickly corrected herself. "Look at me, blabbering about here. You're right madam, sir will definitely be alright."

"Yes." Yvonne forced a smile.

She knew clearly that she was merely consoling herself when she said that Henry would be fine. In truth, she was terrified. The old man already said that he would take whatever measures necessary to bring the Lancasters to their end.

That meant that Henry was in a perilous situation since all the old man needed to do was bring Henry down and the Lancasters would be in danger, seeing that Henry was the current head of the family.

Yvonne couldn't help but imagine that if Henry had been kidnapped just as she had been previously, he would most definitely be killed instead of being tortured.

Yvonne trembled at the thought of what might happen and she couldn’t conceal her terror any longer -fear was written all over her face.

Sue noticed this and asked her worriedly, "Are you alright madam?"

Yvonne took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down and to stop thinking too much. "I'm fine, I just happened to think about some terrifying stuff." "What kind of terrifying stuff?" asked Sue curiously.