CHAPTER 55 DO NOT CAUSE ANY TROUBLE

The corners of Yvonne's mouth twitched slightly, but she kept quiet.

She actually knew Henry had been coming to the hospital for the past few days, yet she had no idea why he wasn’t visiting her.

Sue got mad over that and would have called Master Lancaster to tell him about it if Yvonne hadn’t stopped her.

"Sis-in-law, are you okay?" Shane looked at Yvonne's frail body and asked softly. This is property © .

Yvonne gathered her thoughts, then shook her head and smiled, "I'm fine, thank you for taking care of me for the past few days, Dr. Summers."

"Don't worry about it, it's my duty as a doctor. You must pay attention to your health after you are discharged," Shane reminded.

Yvonne hummed softly in response and closed her suitcase.

"Is Miss Frey in?" A gentle female voice suddenly rang out at the door.

Yvonne and Shane glanced in that direction together and noticed that someone had arrived at the door of the ward which was left wide open. Jacqueline was smiling in her wheelchair.

"Why are you here?" For some reason, Shane took a few steps forward and hid Yvonne behind him.

Yvonne was a little taken aback.

"Shane, I see that you're here too." Jacqueline looked a t Shane with a slightly surprised expression.

Shane frowned, "Is there a problem for me to be here? What about you? Why are you here? Are you even aware that you just had an operation? Who let you come out here? There's nothing I hate more than disobedient patients."

"Aww, don't be angry, Shane." Jacqueline maneuvered her wheelchair and entered the ward as she tried to get a glimpse of the person behind him. "I’m here to visit Miss Frey."

"Visit me?" Yvonne poked her head out from behind Shane.

"Yeah!" Jacqueline smiled gently at her. "I've actually been really worried about your condition, Miss Frey. I sent the caregiver here a few days ago to check up on you, but she didn’t relay the message properly and caused a misunderstanding. I’m really sorry about that, Miss Frey."

"Misunderstanding?" Yvonne curled her lips and secretly rolled her eyes.

As expected, this woman had two faces.

What did she mean by sending a caregiver here to check up on her? 1

Everyone here knew the truth. Didn't she see that even Shane turned his head around and was laughing up his sleeve?!

"Miss Frey," Jacqueline narrowed her eyes, "You don't seem to believe me.”

"That’s not true!" Yvonne gave her a perfunctory smile, "I’ll just take it as a misunderstanding. It's all in the past anyway so let’s not talk about that anymore, Miss Conrad."

Yvonne was anxious to leave the hospital and was too lazy to deal with this hypocritical woman.

"If that’s what you want, then I shall respect your wishes." Jacqueline nodded, and then her eyes fell on the suitcase. "Miss Frey, this is..."

"I’ve been discharged." Yvonne patted her suitcase.

She was really excited to leave this place.

Jacqueline looked at her rosy cheeks with a tint of jealousy in her eyes. "So soon?"

"What do you mean by that? Were you hoping that she’d stay a few more days in the hospital?" Shane pushed up his glasses.

Jacqueline's expression froze for a moment before turning back to normal. "What are you talking about, Shane? I'm just envious of Miss Frey for recovering so well to be discharged so soon. I don’t even know when I can be discharged," she let out a depressed sigh. 1

However, Shane hit her mercilessly with his words. " It’s still too early for you. It's going to take at least a few more months."

Jacqueline shot him a half-hearted glare. "Can’t you just sugarcoat that a little, Shane?"

"I’m a doctor. It's my responsibility to tell my patients the truth, alright?" Shane said bluntly.

"Shane, you...!" Jacqueline bit her lip, looking as though she was trying to hold herself back from crying.

Yvonne was really worried that Jacqueline would cry for real and cause a disturbance to the patient next door, so she quickly consoled her, "Don't be sad, Miss Conrad. Your surgery was successful, so I believe you will be discharged soon."

"Perhaps so.” Jacqueline lifted her scrawny hand and gently wiped the moist corner of her eye. "This operation may be successful, but the next one..."

"Jacqueline!" Shane shouted as the expression on his face changed slightly.

That seemed to make Jacqueline realize that she just had a slip of the tongue. She quickly forced a few chuckles to cover it up, "Well then, are you done packing, Miss Frey?"

“Yep," Yvonne looked at Jacqueline suspiciously and then at the man standing next to herself.

Why did she feel that these two people seemed to be hiding something?

"Now that you’re done packing, can we have a chat?" Jacqueline adjusted her wig.

Yvonne's heart sank a little. "What is it about?"

Jacqueline didn't answer, but looked at the doctor." Shane, please step out first. I wish to talk to Miss Frey privately."

"What do you think, sis-in-law?" Shane consulted Yvonne for her opinion. 2

Yvonne fell silent for a few seconds before answering, "Please step out first, Dr. Summers. Since Miss Conrad is here, I can’t possibly let her trip go to vain."

"Alright, I shall excuse myself then." Shane made his way to the door.

When he passed by Jacqueline, he whispered a warning in her ear. "Jacqueline, do not cause any trouble. Don’t you dare do anything to her either, you hear!"

Jacqueline curled her lips into a smile and whispered back to him, "Shane, you seem to care about her very much."

A fleeting emotion flashed across Shane's eyes, but he neither admitted nor denied her statement. "Anyway, I’m warning you now. Don’t do anything reckless."

"Don’t worry," Jacqueline looked at her bony hands. Her eyes were filled with disgust, "I can’t possibly do anything reckless in my current physical state even if

I want to." 1

"Good." Shane exited the ward.

Jacqueline closed the door, then moved closer to Yvonne in her wheelchair.

However, Yvonne took two steps back and kept her distance vigilantly.

The woman in the wheelchair was amused. "What are you doing, Miss Frey? I'm not a cannibal. Do you need t o be so afraid of me?" 1

"Can't help it. I just learned my lessons twice. I don’t want to stand so close. I can't defend myself if something happens to you again Miss Conrad. So it's better for me to stay away," Yvonne said indifferently.

Hostility welled up in Jacqueline’s heart when she heard the sarcasm in Yvonne’s words, but she quickly suppressed it.

"You're really funny, Miss Frey. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you this time. I only want to know what kind of tricks you pulled to get Master Lancaster’s blessings in your marriage with Henry.”

She had once spent so much effort to please the old man, yet that old man just wouldn't let her get married to Henry.

The woman before her eyes was obviously inferior to her in all aspects, yet the old man was so fond of her. She just couldn't wrap her head around that!

What was so good about this kind of woman? She wasn't beautiful and didn't even have a good family background. Why was she allowed to marry Henry?

"Tricks?” Yvonne was irritated. "Miss Conrad, are you here to just insult me for using dirty tricks to marry into the Lancaster family?"

"Did you not?” Jacqueline sneered coldly. "I sent my caregiver here a few days ago because I wanted to talk to you about this. But you ungrateful wrench, you refused me, so I had to call Henry.”

"Don't you think that you’re being a little too shameless?" Yvonne questioned her back and balled her hands into fists.

Jaqueline covered her lips and laughed out loud. "I don't think so. I only know that no one has ever dared t o refuse me and I won't allow anyone to refuse me either. Not even Henry! Let alone you! Your refusal is a provocation, so I naturally need to teach you a lesson!" 2

She smacked on the armrest of the wheelchair angrily as every trace of gentleness was wiped off her face.

Yvonne took another two steps back in silence at Jacqueline's outburst.

She must be one of those mental batches that Lynette mentioned before.

This kind of person was really too dangerous!

"Yvonne Frey, get a divorce with Hank!” Jacqueline suddenly made an outrageous demand.