CHAPTER 416 THE HYPNOTIST

Upon hearing this, Yvonne's face blushed instantly." Sue, what are you talking about? How can we...”

This wasn't a room in the villa. Even if it was, she wouldn't do that with Henry since she was pregnant.

"Of course I know that you won't, madam, but sir is very young still. I’m afraid he can't control himself." Sue pointed to the bathroom.

Yvonne didn't know whether to cry or laugh. "Oh, Sue. Don't worry about it. We know what to do."

"Alright then. Since you’ve said so, what else can I say? But if sir behaves inappropriately in the middle o f the night, you must call for me, madam. For the sake of the baby, you mustn't compromise," Sue urged worriedly.

Yvonne covered her face. "I know, Sue. Go and have a rest."

"Okay, I'll take my leave now." Sue walked to the small room.

Yvonne was the only one left in the ward. She looked a t the bathroom, then to the small room, and shook her head helplessly.

What was the matter?

At this moment, the bathroom door opened.

Henry wiped his hair and came out of the bathroom." What were you talking about with Sue earlier?"

He was in the bathroom, so he couldn’t hear them clearly. He only heard her exclamation.

When Yvonne heard that, she thought of what Sue had just said. She blushed and shook her head. "It’s nothing. Are you done showering?"

Henry raised his chin. “Do you have a hairdryer?”

"Yes, I'll get it for you." She lifted her quilt and got out o f the bed to get the hairdryer.

Henry took it and walked aside to blow dry his hair.

Yvonne went back to bed. "Do you want to visit Elliot later?”

Henry stopped blowing his hair for a moment but soon returned to normal. "No, I’ll go tomorrow morning."

"That’s fine." Yvonne nodded and said nothing else.

Henry's hair wasn't long, so it was dry very soon.

He put the hairdryer aside and walked towards the sofa. It seemed that he was ready to spend the night o n the sofa.

The sofa wasn’t very long and it couldn’t fit Henry fully. As soon as he sat down, Yvonne felt that he occupied half of the sofa. How would he be able to lie down?

Yvonne sighed as she was thinking about it. "About that.."

"Yes?" Henry looked at her.

Yvonne patted the empty space beside her. "You can sleep here. Although the bed isn't very wide, it’s enough for two people."

Henry didn't expect that she would let him sleep on the bed. His dark eyes showed that he was slightly surprised, but it disappeared very soon. Then, he smiled faintly, "It's fine, you can sleep."

"Come here. Your back will be sore the next day if you sleep on the sofa for a night." Yvonne patted the empty space beside her again.

Henry's thin lips raised slightly. "You care about me?"

"Of course. You’re my husband. Who cares about you if I don’t?" Yvonne rolled her eyes.

Didn't he ask knowingly?

"Since you care about me so much, I'll do as you wish." Henry didn't care about her impolite nonsense. He got up and walked over.

The corner of Yvonne's mouth twitched.

What did he just say?

It was as if she was begging him to sleep beside her.

With this in mind, Yvonne lifted the quilt beside her and said, "Come on up." 1

Henry took off his shoes and went to bed. He lay down beside her and pulled her into his arms.

Yvonne was startled and her body became stiff. She quickly said, "What’re you trying to do?"

Henry frowned. "Sleep. What do you think I want to d o?"

Yvonne held her hand. "I'm pregnant now. You can't..."

"I know and I'm not going to touch you. Let's sleep. I have a headache." Henry closed his eyes.

Yvonne calmed down, loosened her grip, and stared at him with her two big eyes.

Although she didn't sleep well in the past two days, she slept a lot. Therefore, she wasn't sleepy at the moment.

But Henry seemed to be exhausted. His breathing had become stable.

She remembered that he was hardly able to rest these days just to destroy the Taylor Group and arrest Shaw Taylor. Sue said that even if he did rest, he only rested for two or three hours every day. It was impossible for him to not be exhausted.

She didn't know how long days like these would last. I f this lasted for a long time, Henry would definitely collapse.

Thinking of this, Yvonne was deeply distressed. She couldn’t help but stroke the man's eyebrows gently with her finger and smooth his frowning eyebrows. Then, she leaned on the man's arms and closed her eyes.

Yvonne was left alone in the bed when she woke up the next day. Henry had left and the spot where he had lain was cold. It seemed that he had left early.

"Madam." Sue opened the door of the ward and came i n.

Yvonne was eating. She raised her head to look at her. "What's the matter?”

"The hypnotist arranged for sir is here. Do you want to go and have a look? Dr. Summers is there too," Sue stated.

Upon hearing this, Yvonne immediately put down her fork and said, "Yes. Of course, I want to go."

With that, she quickly left the ward and ran to Elliot.

Shane stood outside the ICU, talking to a middle-aged male doctor in a white coat.

As soon as Yvonne walked over, Shane saw her and he stopped talking to the doctor and asked her, "Why are you here?”

"Henry said he arranged a hypnotist for Elliot. So I come over to have a look," Yvonne answered while looking at the middle-aged doctor, "Is he the one?"

"That’s right. This is Dr. Carter, a well-known hypnotist and psychologist in Canada," Shane introduced him with a smile.

Yvonne hurriedly said, "Hello, Dr. Carter."

"Hello, Mrs. Lancaster," Dr. Carter replied with a smile. This belongs to .

Yvonne looked at the ward behind him. "Dr. Carter, will he wake up?"

Dr. Carter flipped through the medical record in his hand. "I only read through Mr. Taylor's record, but I haven’t diagnosed him myself. So I'm not sure if he can wake up."

"Well, Dr. Carter just arrived and I was just about to hand over Elliot's record to him. He hasn’t see Elliot himself yet," Shane said.

Yvonne's eyes dimmed. "I see."

“Don't worry, Dr. Carter will try his best to wake Elliot u p," Shane put his hand on Yvonne's shoulder and comforted her with a soft voice.

Yvonne tried her best to smile and didn’t answer.

Try his best...

Not 100% though!

It seemed that Shane had read Yvonne's mind. He withdrew his hand and touched the tip of his nose. Then, he coughed softly and changed the topic. "Dr. Carter, you should see him first.”

"Okay." Dr. Carter nodded to him and Yvonne then took the medical record into the ICU.

Shane tidied up his white coat. "Yvonne, head back to your ward first. I'll get someone to inform you if there’s anything.”

After a while, Yvonne shook her head. "I'll wait.”

She wanted to see if Dr. Carter's treatment was effective.

Shane understood what she meant. He didn't persuade her further and went into the ICU.

Yvonne waited outside for more than an hour before the treatment ended.

Dr. Carter and Shane came out one after another.

Yvonne quickly stopped them. "Dr. Carter, how is it?"

Dr. Carter and Shane looked at each other, then shook their heads. "It’s difficult.”

"What?" Yvonne's face turned pale instantly." Difficult?"

"Yes, it's much harder than I thought," Dr. Carter answered.

Yvonne’s body trembled, and she almost fell to the ground, i

Shane quickly walked over and held her. "Are you alright?"