CHAPTER 51 SHE WOULD LIKE TO SEE YOU

"I'm the caregiver from ward 901 upstairs," a reply came from outside.

The expression on Yvonne's face stiffened.

901, wasn't that the ward Jacqueline was staying in?

Did her caregiver come this late because something happened to her again?

"Hello, do you need Mr. Lancaster for anything?" Yvonne asked, then further explained, "He’s already asleep. Perhaps you can find him again tomorrow?"

"That won't do. Miss Jacqueline Conrad just woke up and kept asking for Mr. Lancaster," the person outside sounded troubled.

Just when Yvonne was about to say something, she realized the man beside her had suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

"Henry, you..."

"I’ll go take a look upstairs," Henry said while putting o n his clothes.

Yvonne grabbed his arm and was reluctant to let him leave. "But you seem really tired right now. Why don't you just go tomorrow?"

"No, Jackie won't be at ease if I’m not around." Henry immediately pulled his arm away from Yvonne.

Yvonne looked at her empty hand that was as empty a s her heart right now.

Was Henry this worried about Jacqueline?

Why couldn't he care about her more? 1

Yvonne lowered her gaze to conceal the disappointment in her eyes. "Alright. Are you still coming back tonight?"

Henry paused while putting on his shoes, then quickly resumed again. "Go to sleep now. Call Sue if you need anything, she'll be sleeping in the room. If Sue can’t solve your problem, then press the bell for Shane. He's been staying in the hospital these few days."

Henry never replied to Yvonne's question about whether he'd be coming back tonight. After putting on his shoes, he opened the door and left with the caregiver.

The warm bed suddenly turned so cold, just like her heart that was cold with disappointment right now.

"How could I possibly sleep!" She pulled up the quilt with a wry smile. 1

She already didn’t really feel like sleeping in the first place. Now that Henry left, there was no way she could sleep anymore.

Yvonne kept staring at the white ceiling. She didn't know how long she looked at it, but she only felt drowsy and fell asleep when the sky gradually turned brighter.

By the time she woke up, half a day had passed and it was already noon.

She rubbed her eyes. Instead of Sue, it was Shane who was standing by her bed in his white coat. "Ah, you're awake.”

Yvonne wasn't fully awake yet but managed to hum in response groggily. Her soft hum sounded like the purr of a cute and clingy kitten.

Shane jolted involuntarily with the medical record in his hands. "Sis-in-law, can you not answer in such a... a..."

He suddenly couldn't find an adjective to describe the feeling he had just now.

Yvonne looked at him and yawned, "What is it?" 1 holds this content.

"Nevermind," Shane closed the medical record and quickly looked away. 1

Yvonne was only an average-looking woman.

Yet the charm she occasionally gave off was truly fatal.

She completely had no awareness of her own sultriness.

Shane cleared his throat at the thought of that and tried to get rid of those inappropriate feelings. "How are you feeling today, sis-in-law?" he asked seriously.

Yvonne assessed her own condition, then gave him a small smile. "A lot better. At least my body doesn't hurt as much as it did yesterday." "That should be it. This shows that you're recovering well." Shane opened the medical record folder again and scribbled a few words on it. 1

Yvonne couldn't really figure out what he wrote but wasn’t that interested. She patted her cheeks and asked, "When can I be discharged?" 1

"Let us observe you for a few more days," Shane replied without looking up. "If everything goes well, then you can be discharged from the hospital."

"Got it," Yvonne took note of that.

"By the way, I have prescribed some medication that will speed up your bone marrow recovery rate. The nurse will send it here later. Don't forget to take it.

This medicine is very beneficial to you!" Shane made a few more notes in the medical record folder.

Yvonne nodded in response.

After Shane was done writing, he closed the medical record and clamped it under his arm. "By the way, did Dominic visit you yesterday?"

"Dominic?" Yvonne tilted her head in confusion."

Who’s that?"

"Jacqueline's father," Shane replied.

Yvonne quickly nodded, "Yes, he said he came to thank me and even brought me those supplements!"

She pointed to the pile of unopened bags behind

Shane.

Shane turned his head around to take a look, then pushed his glasses and asked meaningfully, "Did you feel anything special about him when you saw him?"

"Special?" Yvonne shook her head and smiled, "Why would I feel anything special about him? But he did mention that I look like someone he knew."

"He really said that?" Shane narrowed his eyes.

"Yeah, he did."

"As expected..." Shane pursed his lips and mumbled to himself.

He made the right guess.

However, the truth was still out of his reach.

It would seem like there would be entertaining drama i n the future!

Shane suddenly laughed as his eyes lit up.

Yvonne looked at him and thought that he was behaving strangely, yet she couldn't quite put a finger on it.

"Dr. Summers, what did you mean by as expected?"

"Don't mind me," Shane wiped off his smile. "Have a good rest, I'm still on duty."

"Alright, take care." Yvonne smiled at him politely.

Very soon, she was left all alone in the ward. She picked up the remote control from the side and turned

on the television in front of her to kill her boredom. 1

Sue came back after buying some food. When she saw that Yvonne was the only person in the ward, she couldn't help but ask, "Madam, did Dr. Summers leave already?"

"Yes," Yvonne replied.

Sue sighed a little regretfully, "I still haven’t asked him if you could take the supplements now.”

“There's always next time. Besides, he has to come here several times a day," Yvonne remarked indifferently.

She didn't really care about the supplements since she was on medication right now.

Sue thought that Yvonne had a point and slapped her forehead. "Look at how forgetful I am. The older you get, the more useless you get," she chuckled.

"That’s not true, you're still very young," Yvonne complimented Sue.

Sue was overjoyed to receive the compliment. A smile instantly bloomed across her face. "Madam, you're such a sweet talker. I just went out and bought you some chicken soup. It smells really delicious, you should drink up.”

"Where’s Henry?" Yvonne accepted the bowl and missed Henry. "Has he eaten yet?"

"Don't worry, madam." Sue sat down on the edge of her patient bed, "I went upstairs when I came back and sir wasn't there. He had gone back to the company early this morning."

Sue didn't mention anything about Jacqueline either.

Sue saw Jacqueline as nothing more than someone who was driving a wedge between Yvonne and Henry.

Like Master Lancaster, she just couldn't bring herself t o like Jacqueline.

Yvonne also felt the same way, so she didn't bother to ask anything about Jacqueline.

She only needed to know that Jacqueline's surgery was a success and that she was still breathing. As for the rest, she had no interest in asking.

However, that didn’t mean the other person felt the same way. In fact, a very familiar-looking visitor just showed up.

Upon taking a closer look, Yvonne realized that she was the caregiver who came looking for Henry last night. Why did she come here again?

"Hello, Miss Frey." The caregiver went up to Yvonne cautiously.

Yvonne just couldn't put up a nice attitude around Jacqueline’s servant, but still tried to be polite. "Is there anything you need?"

"Miss Jacqueline would like to see you. She mentioned that she had something to talk to you about." "See me?" Yvonne pointed to herself.