CHAPTER 63 SKIING

Joe stopped, "Miss Frey, what can I do for you?"

"Here,” Yvonne passed Joe the folder she was holding.

Joe took a look at the contents and smiled, "Oh, these are the documents for the visa application. Don't worry Miss Frey. Mr. Lancaster has already called ahead, and I’ll settle this for you."

"Oh, then thank you." Miss Frey bowed slightly.

Joe quickly took a step backward, "Miss Frey, it's alright! You don't have to."

Even though Mr. Lancaster didn't love the woman, she was still his legal wife. He certainly couldn’t have her bowing just to thank himself.

"By the way, Mr. Woods, is Mr. Lancaster in the office yet?" Yvonne threw a sideways glance at the CEO’s office. exclusive content.

Joe shook his head, "No, Mr. Lancaster went to the hospital."

Yvonne's expression tightened for a second before she quickly regained her composure but her mood had soured considerably, "I see." 1

Yvonne bypassed Joe and returned to her own office calmly.

Once she sat down, she grabbed a nearby throw cushion and punched it twice while she groused, "You didn't go last night but you went over early in the morning. So, you still can't get over Jacqueline!”

She was still angry after she said that so she delivered a few dozen more punches to the cushion. She only felt slightly better when the cushion had been punched out of shape.

"Huff..." Yvonne threw the cushion aside and exhaled. After she kept her emotions in control, she picked up the cordless phone on her table and dialed a number.

She basically called Henry's grandfather to thank him. If it wasn’t for the old man, she wouldn’t be able to join the team building activity.

After the call, Yvonne placed the phone back to its jack and started working.

Henry came back to the company at noon. At that time, Yvonne was having lunch in her own office.

"Shane wants you to go to the hospital in the afternoon," he conveyed the doctor's message.

"Why?" Yvonne asked with the tips of her chopsticks i n her mouth.

Henry threw a sweeping glance at the dishes in front o f her. "He needs to check if the bone marrow stimulants work. If they don’t, he will give you another prescription."

"Okay, I’ll go over in the afternoon," Yvonne nodded.

She had a sudden thought, "Henry, have you eaten?"

"No."

"Well, let's eat together," Yvonne muttered quietly as she looked at Henry expectantly.

"Eat together?" Henry frowned.

"Yup. This lunch was prepared by Sue. There is more than enough food, and I can’t finish it all by myself," Yvonne showed him her lunch box.

Ever since Sue found out that Henry acquired their company, she started preparing food enough for two every day as she hoped that Yvonne and Henry could have their meals together.

Unfortunately, Joe would order all of Henry's meals from various restaurants so Yvonne couldn’t even find a chance to offer.

Henry wanted to reject Yvonne’s suggestion initially. Yet, the moment he saw her anticipative gaze, he suddenly couldn't bring himself to say no.

In the end, he gave a quick nod and accepted her offer.

Yvonne instantly broke into a wide smile, eyes curled. She placed her chopsticks down very quickly and scooped a bowl of rice for him.

As they ate, Yvonne actually had the intention to chat with him to lighten the mood, however, she decided against it when she noticed his stoic expression.

Even though she couldn't strike a conversation with him, having lunch together with him in the office

already made her very happy.

Bzzt! A mobile phone started ringing.

Yvonne looked up at the man in front of her, "Henry, your phone is ringing.”

Henry placed his bowl and chopsticks down and took out his phone. After he saw the caller ID, he stood up and walked to the balcony.

Yvonne bit her lips as she watched him from behind.

Was it necessary to step out just to answer a call?

Was that Jacqueline?

Brooding over those thoughts, Yvonne pretty much lost her appetite. She placed her chopsticks down and zoned out while supporting her head in her hand.

After a few minutes, Henry returned after his call ended, "You'll have to continue without me, I have to g o somewhere now.”

He took his coat from the coat rack.

Yvonne snapped out from her daze, "Is it about Miss Conrad's condition?"

"No, something cropped up at the headquarters. I need to address it." After saying that, Henry strode away.

"Oh, it isn’t about Jacqueline this time..." Yvonne was relieved but she quickly started to worry.

He left so quickly. Did something serious happen at the headquarters of the Lancaster Group?

But from his expression, it didn't seem so...

Yvonne thought about it for a while but couldn't reach any conclusion. In the end, she gave up speculating and quietly went to the washroom to clean her dishes.

She believed that with Henry's capabilities, he would b e able to handle everything without a hitch.

In her impression, that man was so capable that there was nothing that he couldn't do!

With this inexplicable confidence in that man’s capabilities, Yvonne quelled her worries for the time being. She dried her hands and headed to HR to take the rest of the day off. After that, she took a cab and rushed down to the hospital.

"Dr. Summers, I am here." Yvonne went to look for Shane immediately after she reached the hospital.

Shane was still with a patient so he just hand signaled her to wait for him.

Yvonne acknowledged with a slight nod and sat down at the corner of the room while she watched him deal with his patient.

Shane usually seemed like a frivolous good-for-nothing. Remarkably, the moment he was in work mode, he became exceptionally charming.

To add to that, he was also very handsome. With his gold-rimmed spectacles, anyone who didn't know him would easily have the false first impression that he was a gentleman.

Unfortunately, reality was that he was a scheming and licentious man. The stark contrast between his external appearance and personality was probably what Lyn described as a refined degenerate. 1

"Sis-in-law?" Shane waved his hand in front of Yvonne.

Yvonne snapped out from her thoughts. When she regained her focus, Shane's close-up face was right in front of her eyes.

Startled, she swiftly stood up from her seat.

The top of her head hit Shane's chin before both of them could react.

Shane let out a groan and held his chin in pain.

When Yvonne realized what she had done, she felt apologetic and awkward. "I'm sorry, Dr. Summers. I didn't do that on purpose, I didn't expect you to suddenly..." she said in a fluster.

Shane held up one hand, "It's alright. It's partially my fault. I don’t blame you."

"But..."

"I'm really alright. If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself.” Shane pulled down his hand and showed her his chin.

Yvonne saw the patch of red skin on his chin. She reached for his chin and wanted to touch that patch, but she didn't dare.

Shane noticed her movement. A glint flashed in his eyes hiding behind his spectacles. He grabbed her hand and placed it on his chin, "Sis-in-law. Look, I'm really alright."

Yvonne didn't detect anything inappropriate about his reaction. The only thing on her mind was whether he was alright so she didn't think much about any other implications.

She touched his chin carefully. After making sure that there weren't any other problems and that his chin was just a little red, she finally calmed down.

"Thankfully, you're alright. If I don't think I can compensate you if something was wrong with you after because of my headbutt," Yvonne said with a wry smile as she placed her hand down. She felt ashamed of her own recklessness.

Shane pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up. "My chin isn’t plastic. What could possibly happen? Sis- in-law, don’t worry, okay?"

"Yeah," Yvonne nodded.

Shane smiled faintly. "Since that's all settled, let's go. I'll bring you over to do the examination."

"Okay," Yvonne answered. When she turned around, she found herself staring at a pair of sardonic eyes.

"Jacqueline?" Yvonne muttered the name of the owner of that pair of eyes.

When Shane heard her, he frowned and also turned to

look.

He saw a figure at the doorway of his office. It was Jacqueline! They did not know when she had arrived.

She sat in her wheelchair wearing her hospital gown. She was still holding up her mobile phone.

"How long have you been here?" Shane narrowed his eyes.

Jacqueline threw a glance at Shane before she turned her focus on Yvonne’s face again, "I’ve been sitting here for a while now. Otherwise, I would have missed such an entertaining show."

She waved her mobile phone with an enigmatic expression plastered to her face.