CHAPTER 355 THE OLD MAN'S DEATH

"Don't mention that bastard!" Frederick suddenly snarled.

Yvonne's face froze.

Frederick clenched his fists. "If it weren't for this bastard, how could master... This is all because of him! " i

Yvonne lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Frederick suddenly sneered, "Master's been good at everything in life. The only thing he's bad at is not teaching his grandson well. That's why he ended up angrily dying because of his own grandson."

After he said that, he snorted sarcastically and walked into the emergency room trembling.

Yvonne looked at him from behind and thought of what he had just said. She felt sad deep in her heart. She was sad for the old man.

She had to admit that Frederick was right.

The old man got so angry because of Henry.

All this could have been avoided, because she told Henry in the morning that he should not go to Jacqueline, and he should accompany the old man for his surgery instead.

But he did not listen and insisted on going to meet

Jacqueline. They even ended up...

As Yvonne thought about it, she could feel hatred and resentment towards Henry in her heart.

She hated the fact that he did not listen to her, and she hated that he did such a thing with Jacqueline.

If it were not for him, the old man would not have been so agitated, nor would he have had a sudden infarction.

But now the old man was lying in the emergency room with his one last breath, and he was still in his own world with Jacqueline.

How could he do this to her and the old man!

"Madam," Frederick's voice sounded from the rescue room and interrupted Yvonne's thoughts.

Yvonne raised her head slightly and sniffled before responding, "I'm here."

"Come in quickly, master has something to tell you," Frederick said.

When Yvonne heard that the old man had something t o say, she wasted no time and strode into the emergency room to go to the operating table.

"Grandpa..." Yvonne looked at the old man on the operating table and choked up.

The old man turned his eyes to look at her. Her mouth opened and she mumbled something.

Yvonne looked at Frederick because she did not

understand.

Frederick told her sadly, "Master has no strength to speak up, madam. You should be able to hear him if you go closer."

Yvonne hurriedly leaned over so that her ear was right in front of the old man.

"My...child..." She could finally hear the old man's weak voice.

Yvonne nodded repeatedly. "I'm here, Grandpa! I am!"

"I'm sorry... that you married such an awful man, sorry..." The old man smiled bitterly.

Yvonne shook her head repeatedly. "No, Grandpa. You didn't do anything wrong."

"That's good... Then can I ask you something?" The old man raised his hand strenuously.

Yvonne saw it and reached out to hold his hand." Grandpa, I'll promise you anything!"

"Don't... don't divorce Henry..." The old man puffed, "M y child, promise me..."

Yvonne did not expect that this was what the old man asked her to promise and she was taken aback.

But then she noticed that the old man's hand that she was holding had become colder. She did not dare to hesitate and nodded. "Okay, I promise you..." "Thank you!" The old man tried to squeeze a smile.

After smiling, he looked at the bright operating lamp o n the ceiling, and his voice slowly became hollower." I've lived long enough this life, and have had wealth as well as power, but I still have two regrets. One, I won't get to see you and Henry's child; and the other is that I don't get to see Henry before I go. How sad..."

'Bang!'

The old man's hand slipped off from Yvonne's grip and fell heavily on the operating table with a thud.

The sound felt like a hammer on Yvonne's heart. She was in a daze for a few seconds before she suddenly realized what had happened. She threw herself on the old man's body and burst into tears. 2

Frederick did not stop her, but he turned his back to her and cried silently.

At that moment, the entire room was filled with sorrow.

Yvonne did not know how much time had passed as she fainted in tears, and was finally taken to the ward by a nurse that Frederick had called.

By the time she woke up, it was already afternoon.

She opened her red and swollen eyes, and suddenly sat up from the hospital bed. "Grandpa!"

"Madam, master's gone, she heard Sue sob.

Yvonne turned to look, and Sue was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed while looking at her with her blood red eyes.

"Grandpa's gone..." Yvonne repeated.

Sue lowered her head and did not answer.

Yvonne clasped her hands tightly together and it took her a while to find her voice. "Where's Grandpa now?"

"He's at the morgue of the nursing home temporarily. Frederick is arranging the funeral," Sue replied.

"Where's Henry?" Yvonne asked coldly.

Sue sighed, "No news from sir yet. We called but the phone has been switched off."

"Then call Joe. If we can't reach Joe either, send our people to the slum and drag him back from Jacqueline's bed!" Yvonne said with hatred.

She could not forgive Henry!

She would not forgive him either!

The old man died suddenly because of him!

"Madam, do you really want to do this?" Sue was surprised to hear that from Yvonne.

Yvonne did not think there was anything wrong with her plan, so she replied coldly, "Why not? He's the grandson. Now that Grandpa has passed away, shouldn't he show up?"

"I get it, I’ll contact Joe now," Sue said while getting her mobile phone.

Yvonne pulled the blanket aside and got out of bed. "

I'll go see Grandpa."

After she said that, she ignored Sue's objection and walked towards the morgue.

After seeing the old man, she came back and it was already dark.

In the afternoon, Sue had finally gotten in touch with Joe and it was only then that Joe realized that something serious had happened. He immediately went to find Henry.

Nobody knew why Henry had not showed up yet after such a long time.

Yvonne did not ask Sue to hurry him either, and it felt as if she had forgotten about Henry.

"Madam." Frederick walked into the ward with a tired face.

Yvonne looked at him. "Frederick, have the arrangements for Grandpa's funeral been made?"

Frederick nodded, "The cremation will be held tomorrow. The funeral and all the other procedures will have to wait until sir comes back to discuss, as for the master's belongings..."

He glanced around the ward sadly when he was talking about this. "Please keep them for the time being, Madam. I’ll send someone to the old house in a moment." "Okay," Yvonne responded.

Frederick did not stay for long. He turned around and went out again.

The old man passed away and Henry was not there. There were still a lot of things he had to deal with, especially the insurances of the Lancaster family because he needed to notify them.

"Madam." Sue came in from outside the door.

"What's the matter?" Yvonne pulled out two suitcases from under the hospital bed and opened them.

Sue hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, "We just heard news about sir. Joe called just now and said that they're rushing here.”

When Yvonne heard this, she paused when she tidied up the old man's clothes, but quickly went back to normal. "I see."

When Sue saw that Yvonne did not have anything else to say, she suddenly did not know what to say either, s o she walked over to clean up the old man's belongings with her.

When they finished cleaning up the old man's belongings, they heard rapid footsteps outside the ward.

The footsteps got closer and soon stopped outside the ward.

'Boom!'

The door of the ward sprung open and knocked against the wall so hard it shook a little.

Sue was taken aback by the sudden movement, but Yvonne was not. She just raised her head and looked a t the door indifferently.

Henry walked in from the outside with Joe behind him. Both of them had a somber expression on their faces. Content is © by .

After Henry came in, he first glanced at the hospital bed, and when he saw that the old figure was absent from the empty hospital bed, panic flashed across his dark eyes like never before.

"Where’s Grandpa?" he asked Yvonne.