CHAPTER 309 COMPLICATED FEELINGS

These flowers were obviously for memorial service.

Was he planning to bring her to the cemetery?

Thinking of this, Yvonne pulled Henry's sleeve." Henry, are you taking me to see someone?"

Henry nodded. "I'm bringing you to see someone important."

"Who?" Yvonne was very curious.

Henry looked at her deeply for a while. He opened the door and got into the car without answering.

Yvonne couldn't help but sigh seeing him like this.

"Madam." When Yvonne was about to get into the car, Joe stopped her.

Yvonne withdrew her foot that had stepped into the car and turned over. "Joe, what's the matter?"

Joe handed her the flowers in his arms with both hands. "Take this, madam."

"For me?" Yvonne was slightly startled.

Joe nodded. "Yes."

"But..."

"Just take it," Henry said suddenly while winding down the car window.

Yvonne looked at him for a few seconds and took the flowers in a daze. Even after she got into the car, she was still a little confused.

She didn't understand why Joe gave her these flowers, and why Henry insisted that she hold them.

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Along the way, Yvonne was thinking about it and she didn’t say a word to Henry.

Henry didn’t pay any attention to her either. All of his attention was on the tablet that he used to write and draw with a stylus from time to time. She wasn’t even sure what he was doing.

After an hour, Joe stopped the car.

Yvonne got out of the car. She looked around and pursed her lips.

As expected, the place Henry wanted to bring her to was the cemetery.

But who were they meeting here at the cemetery?

The first thing she did was exclude the Lancaster family since they had their cemetery. They wouldn’t b e buried outside.

Could it be the relatives of the Lancaster family?

"Madam!" Joe suddenly called Yvonne.

Yvonne returned to reality from her thoughts. "What's the matter?”

"Mr. Lancaster wants you to catch up." Joe pointed to the front.

Yvonne followed and realized that Henry had entered the cemetery.

She quickly thanked Joe, held the flowers in her arms dearly, and hurried after the man.

After catching up, she gasped slightly and complained, "Why didn’t you tell me that you walked away?"

"That’s because you’re distracted," Henry replied faintly.

Yvonne snorted and she wanted to say something.

Henry stopped suddenly. "We're here."

"What’s here?" Yvonne was caught off guard and bumped into his back.

Henry stood steadily. He didn't move a step even though he was knocked by her. Instead, he turned his arms to the back and held her shoulders, preventing her fall from the bump.

"I brought you here to meet her." Henry looked at the tombstone in front of him.

Upon hearing this, Yvonne stopped rubbing her forehead. She walked out from his back and followed his gaze.

She was startled for a moment when she saw the new tombstone. Then, she looked at the name on the

tombstone carefully.

"Laura..." Yvonne slowly read the name on the tombstone, but her eyes suddenly turned red for no reason.

Seeing her like this, Henry raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. "Are you crying?"

Yvonne moved her lips. "I don't want to cry, but I don't know why I feel so sad."

Not only did she feel distressed, but there were also unspeakable emotions like an aching feeling crept into her heart instantly, upsetting her.

She couldn't help but reach out to touch the name on the tombstone. Her hands were trembling as she touched it.

"I feel like this name, Laura, sounds familiar to me.” Yvonne closed her eyes. "It's as if I should know her. Henry, can you tell me who she is? Why did you bring me to see her? Are we related? Or should I say, who is she to me?"

She was a little excited and there was a certain urgency in her eyes.

She had the urgency to know who Laura was.

With such complicated feelings for Laura, it was clear that Laura was related to her. But she just didn’t know what kind of relationship it was.

"I can't tell you who she is now, but she really does matter to you and she's someone important," Henry replied faintly while pulling his hand back.

"Someone important?" Yvonne was obviously dissatisfied with the answer. She lowered her eyes." Henry, I remember you asked what I would do if my current family was not my biological family. Does this mean..."

"That’s enough." Henry interrupted her with a heavy tone.

Yvonne's face stiffened and all the words were stuck i n her throat.

Henry knew that he was a little harsh earlier. After rubbing his eyebrows, he softened his voice. "Don't think so much, I just felt like asking the question. I have no other intention. As for Laura, you'll find out eventually. Now, give the flowers to her and come visit her whenever you have time in the future."

"...Hmm." Yvonne twitched her mouth and responded reluctantly. Then, she squatted down and gently placed the bouquet of flowers in her arms in front of the tombstone. Content is © by .

After placing the flowers, she stared at the name on the tombstone for a long time before standing up again.

"Where's the picture?" Yvonne asked while looking at the place where the picture should be on the tombstone.

Henry said, "She has passed away more than 20 years ago. I don’t know if there are any pictures left."

Perhaps Dominic had some.

But then he'd have to find Dominic to get the pictures from him.

"Twenty years?” Yvonne was surprised and she opened her mouth in disbelief. "It can’t be. This tombstone looks new."

"She was not buried until yesterday. I asked someone t o bring her ashes from the parlors," Henry explained briefly.

Yvonne covered her mouth. "How could this happen? Why put her ashes in the parlor?"

For more than twenty years...

Why wasn't she buried?

Henry lowered his eyes. "Who knows? We should head back now."

He obviously didn't want to talk about this.

Yvonne squeezed her palm, feeling a little unwilling, but she didn't ask further.

Because she knew that when Henry didn't want to say it, she'd never get an answer even if she forced him.

On their way back, Yvonne looked at the scenery outside the car window, but her mind was all over the place. Her mind was full of Laura and that dark tombstone.

She never cared so much for a stranger like now.

She couldn't calm down at all.

Besides, Henry was acting weird when he suddenly interrupted her earlier. In addition to the two messages that she received before, could it be...

Yvonne's heart pounded suddenly, suppressing the inner guess that she couldn't believe, and bit her lower lip.

It seemed like there was a need for her to go back to the Frey family and test her parents.

Henry caught her pondering and seemed to have read her mind. He said in a deep voice all of a sudden," From now on, you should stop going back to the Frey family and don’t contact them anymore."

Yvonne suppressed her thought for a while and turned to look at him from the window. "Why?"

How could she ask if she didn't go back?

"There isn't any reason. The Lancaster family has been targeted by the enemy. If you don't want the Frey family to be targeted as well, just do as I say." Henry simply found a reason.

Yvonne didn't know that Henry had read her thoughts and she believed his words. She nodded cautiously. ' Okay, I’ll remember this."

Once the Lancaster family’s grievances were resolved, it should be fine for her to go back again.

"It's good that you remember, and..." Just when Henry wanted to say something, his mobile phone suddenly rang.

He frowned and took out his mobile phone with a little displeasure. He glanced at the caller ID and answered the phone, "What’s the matter?"