CHAPTER 370 THE DRUNK HENRY

Yvonne stopped walking. "Why do you ask? You looked resentful when you mentioned it earlier, which shows that this is not what you want to talk about. So why should I ask?"

"Oh, you've noticed. But I'll give you a chance to ask. If you ask, I'll tell you. What do you think?" Elliot put up a finger and swayed it in front of her, deliberately baiting her.

Yvonne slapped his hand. "No, I'm not interested."

"You only have this one chance. Are you sure you don't want to ask?” Elliot looked at her.

Yvonne remained unmoved. "Nope!"

"Okay, that's what you said. I hope you don't regret it then." Elliot put his hands behind his back and

walked to the car.

Yvonne looked at his back and started doubting. "Hey, what do you mean?"

Elliot kept walking. "Make your guess."

"You..." Yvonne was impatient, but there was nothing she could do to him.

After all, he gave her a chance to ask, but she didn’t take it.

"What are you waiting for? Are you not getting in the car?" Elliot sat in the car and stretched his head out. Then, he shouted at Yvonne who was standing still.

Yvonne sighed and trotted towards him.

It was already midnight when they reached the apartment.

Elliot left the apartment after sending her to the door. He didn't go in to have a cup of tea.

Yvonne couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

To be honest, she was really worried that Elliot would find an excuse to stay overnight.

But in the end, it turned out that she was thinking too much. He was not that kind of person at all.

Yvonne shook her head as she was amused by her suspiciousness. She closed the door gently and went back to the guest room to grab her pajamas. Then, she showered and was ready to rest.

Her mobile phone on the bedside suddenly rang when she came out of the shower.

As she wiped her hair, she walked towards the bedside to pick up her mobile phone and looked at it. When she saw the caller ID, she was slightly startled.

The phone call was from Sue. It was very late, so was there anything wrong?

Without further ado, she dropped the towel and answered the phone call. "Sue?" "Madam, you've finally picked up the phone." Sue sounded relieved from the other end.

Yvonne frowned. "What’s going on, Sue?"

"Uhm... Everything's fine, but sir..."

"What happened to him?" Yvonne asked hurriedly. The tension in her tone was not concealed at all.

Sue was very happy when she heard it. "Madam, you still care about sir, right?”

Yvonne was silent for two seconds. She then said," We’re not divorced, we’re just giving each other the cold treatment. It doesn't mean that I don't care about him anymore. So, Sue, what happened to him?"

"Sir is drunk and keeps calling your name, madam," Sue sighed.

Yvonne was surprised. "Drunk? And he called my name?"

"Yes. Sir went to an auction tonight. He drank a lot of wine and Joe brought him back. Now he’s lying in bed and calling your name. If you don’t believe me, please listen to this," Sue said while putting the mobile phone beside the man who was lying in bed.

The man on the bed had his eyes closed, his eyebrows frowned tightly, and his cheeks were a little red. His necktie was hanging loosely while his suit and shirt were in a mess. The smell of liquor surrounding him stunk. He was obviously drunk and unconscious, but h e was still mumbling.

It took Yvonne a while to listen carefully before she realized that he was calling her name.

Listening to Henry calling her name, Yvonne's nose twitched a little, her eyes were misty, feeling choked u P-

She didn't understand what he meant when he called her name drunkenly!

"Madam, do you hear it?" Sue took the mobile phone away from Henry and put it back to her ear again.

Yvonne raised her head and took a deep breath. Then, she hummed with a choked voice, "Yes, I heard it."

"Then madam, do you want to come back and see him? I think he misses you,” Sue said cautiously.

Yvonne bit her lower lip. "I..."

"Please come back, madam.” Worried that she would refuse, Sue hurriedly persuaded her when she was about to speak.

Yvonne was struggling in her heart and didn't know what to do.

Sue knew her very well. She knew that Yvonne was a little moved when she didn't answer. She rolled her eyes and said, "Madam, sir has been calling your name all the time. He must have dreamed of you. How can you leave him alone?"

"But..."

"Ah!" Sue suddenly yelled.

Yvonne's heart skipped a beat. She suddenly tightened her grip on the mobile phone. "What's wrong, Sue?"

"Sir vomited. Madam, he has vomited all over his body. Please come back now to get him changed. Although I'm an old lady, I'm also a woman. I can’t help him change. Besides, if sir finds out when he wakes up, he’ll definitely be furious and I might be fired. So madam, please come back.," Sue begged her.

Yvonne resolved the dilemma. She rubbed her hair vigorously, messing up her hair then said helplessly," Okay, I'll be back soon."

After that, she cut off the phone and left the phone on the bed. Then she pulled out her suitcase to find a set o f clean clothes to change into.

After changing, she didn't waste any more time. She didn't even bother to blow-dry her hair. She quickly grabbed her mobile phone and rushed out of the apartment.

When she was at the apartment lobby, a familiar black Mercedes was parked there. Then, the window rolled down and a familiar face was revealed. It was Luke.

Yvonne was stunned the moment she saw him.

It turned out that Sue made the move first. She was determined to bring her back, so she asked Luke to pick her up before making the call. This old lady was really...

"Get in the car, madam." Luke stretched his head out o f the car and shouted at Yvonne who was in a daze.

Yvonne's eyes flickered and she nodded with a smile.

An hour later, they arrived at the villa.

Sue stood outside of the villa to greet her. When she saw Yvonne getting out of the car, she quickly stepped forward and pulled her over closely. She then looked a t Yvonne from head to toe. "You’ve slimmed down."

Yvonne was dumbfounded. "Which part?"

"Everywhere. Your little face is sunken." Sue poked her face in distress.

Yvonne put her hair behind her ear. "Really? But I don’t feel anything."

"Of course it’s true. I won’t lie to you. You haven't eaten well these two days, am I right?" Sue asked with concern while taking her to the villa.

Yvonne shook her head. "Not really. I’ve eaten all my meals, but not much."

"Then the food outside must've tasted bad, madam. You'd better move back," Sue advised her.

Yvonne was silent for a moment, then smiled and changed the topic. “Let's not talk about this, Sue. Where’s him? Is he sober?” i

"No, he's completely asleep now," Sue sighed.

Yvonne frowned. "Didn't you get him some tea?"

"I did. But I can’t wake him up and I have no other ways. I can't force it down right...."

"I see. I’ll go and see him." Yvonne let go of Sue’s arm and went upstairs. This belongs to .

As soon as she entered the room, she smelled the strong alcohol. Yvonne's face changed instantly and she almost threw up.

How much did Henry Lancaster drink?