CHAPTER 507 SUPPLEMENTS

Theo grabbed her finger and rubbed it with his face, indicating that he agreed.

Yvonne led him out of the room.

Shane got up, walked to them, and looked at Theo anxiously. "How is it going?"

Yvonne explained briefly, "It’s alright. Theo saw that I was injured and he was very worried about me, but he didn't know how to express it. That’s it."

Shane nodded and sighed softly, "I see. That's good to hear. By the way, what would you like to eat tonight? Let me cook for you."

"You cook?" Yvonne looked at his thin palm and slender fingers in surprise.

No matter how long she looked at it, these hands were used to holding scalpels or pens.

She couldn't imagine him holding a kitchen knife in his hands. She couldn't even bear to think about it. She felt it was a waste.

Wasn't it a pity if he was injured?

"Yes, I'll let you try my cooking skills." Shane rolled up his sleeves and said, "Don’t look at me like this. I can really cook."

Yvonne said with a smile, "Forget it. Don't you have surgeries almost every day now? Let your hands rest. We should get the room service or something.”

With that, she made a call to the reception and didn't give Shane the chance to cook.

Shane had no choice but to give up.

The hotel acted very fast. Not long after Yvonne was done with the call, a waiter pushed a small cart to deliver the food.

She was inconvenienced due to her sprained ankle, so Shane took Theo to set up the table together.

The dinner was scrumptious. Three of them sat in one direction and began to eat.

After dinner, Shane took Theo back to his room. 2

He prepared the bath for Theo. After Theo began to take a bath, he came out and looked at Yvonne’s leg on the sofa. "How did you sprain your ankle?”

"It was an accident." Yvonne drank the water and slowly told him what happened in the morning.

After hearing this, Shane frowned. "Was it really an accident?"

Yvonne replied with a bitter smile, "Yes. Although it seems to be man-made, it’s indeed an accident. It’s just my bad luck that I was in the elevator at that time."

Shane sighed, "Luckily you’re fine."

God knew that his heart almost dropped when he heard about the elevator accident.

"Yes, luckily. The elevator pulley was rusty so it got stuck when descending. If the pulley snapped and the elevator dropped, then..."

Yvonne shivered and couldn't go on.

There was only one result, which was death.

And she would die miserably, becoming a meatloaf.

So, fortunately, it was just a false alarm during the day and nothing serious happened. Otherwise, she would die with Henry before her revenge.

Shane said with concern, "Well, don't think too much. Since you can't walk these days, you should just stay i n the hotel and have a good rest."

Yvonne nodded. "Yeah, that's what I think too. I'll take advantage of my sprained ankle to keep Theo company."

"That’s good." Shane tilted his glasses with satisfaction.

At this time, her mobile phone suddenly rang.

Yvonne put down her glass and took the phone out of her pocket.

After taking a look at the caller ID, she put the phone t o her ear and said, "Hello, I’m Shannon."

"Hello, Miss Smith. We’re from the housekeeping team. Your apartment has been cleaned. When will you come over for inspection?" the person on the

other end of the line asked politely.

Yvonne said with a smile, "There's no need to do an inspection. My brother arranged for you guys, so I believe you all. I'll make the remaining balance by tomorrow and you can have the key delivered."

The person on the other end of the phone said more politely, "Alright. I shall not disturb you any further, Miss Smith. Have a good rest and good night." Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Yvonne hummed and cut off the phone.

Shane was peeling an apple. "Who was it?"

"The housekeeper.” Yvonne put her phone aside.

Shane cut the peeled apple into small pieces, put it on a small plate, and pushed it toward her. "Is the house ready?"

Yvonne forked an apple into her mouth and replied vaguely, "Yeah."

Shane looked at her. "When will you move?”

Yvonne replied lightly, "These two days maybe. Didn't I need to rest these two days? I can just pack the things in the hotel and ask someone to send it over."

Shane thought the same, so he didn’t say anything further.

Before leaving, he told her to call him when she moved and he would come over to help.

Yvonne listened, but she didn't remember it in her heart.

For her, moving was just a small matter. Furthermore, she and Theo didn't have many things, only about three or four suitcases. She planned to get the rest after she moved into the apartment.

So it was fine to send these things to the apartment with a car. There was no need to trouble him for help.

Besides, she had bothered him enough. She didn't want to bother him anymore.

After Shane picked Theo up the next day, the housekeeper sent someone over to deliver the keys to the apartment.

After checking the keys for a while, Yvonne left the keys on the coffee table and went back to her room for a video conference.

It wasn't convenient for her to go to the company these days because of her sprained ankle, so a lot of her work could only be transferred here.

Fortunately, there wasn't anything serious in the company these days that she needed to make decisions, so she could stay here at peace to rest.

Ding dong!

As soon as the meeting ended, Yvonne walked out of the room with a crutch and heard the doorbell ringing.

She couldn't help wondering, who would come at this hour?

Upon thinking of this, Yvonne walked towards the door with her crutch. Then, she switched on her doorbell camera.

The person outside immediately appeared in front of her through the doorbell camera. She was slightly surprised. It turned out to be Henry!

What was he doing here?

And there seemed to be something in his hands.

Yvonne pursed her lips and opened the door.

When Henry saw her, he put down his hand on the doorbell and said in a low voice, "Miss Smith."

Yvonne smiled and joked, "Why did you forget, Henry? You promised to address me by my name last night. Why did you change it after a night?"

But why did his tone of voice sound so strange?

It was as if she was reprimanding him for being ruthless.

Was it an illusion?

Henry pursed his lower lip. He changed his address without thinking much. "Hi, Shannon."

Yvonne raised her chin in satisfaction. "That's right. Come on in."

She took a step back with her crutch and left a space.

After Henry excused himself, he came in with the things he brought.

Yvonne closed the door and said, "I forgot to ask. What

are you doing here, Henry?"

Henry replied, "To visit you."

Yvonne raised her eyebrows and said, "To visit me?"

"Well, you were injured in the Lancaster Group. As the chairman and the key person of the group, I have to be responsible for your injury until you're fully recovered.” Henry put the things he brought on the sofa. "I asked someone to prepare these supplements-they said they are good for a foot injury."

"Really? There are so many. What's in there?" Yvonne stepped forward curiously.

Henry shook his head. "I don't know. I asked someone to prepare them."

He didn't ask specifically what was inside.

Yvonne was more curious. "Can I open it and see?"

Henry nodded. "Of course, these are for you. You have the right to unwrap them."

"Thank you," Yvonne gave him a brilliant smile, put her crutches aside, sat down, and began to open up the boxes.

After opening one, she looked at the supplements and the chicken soup in front of her and then fell into a deep silence.

If she was right, Sue was the one who prepared these.