CHAPTER 648 UNWELL

There was a cold light in Yvonne's eyes. "Wasn't he asking for my mother's forgiveness? I'll let him be with my mother then."

"You mean, you want to bury him next to your mother? " Henry had a subtle expression on his face.

Yvonne's mouth curled up coldly. "That's right."

"But the plot next to your mother has already been purchased." Henry said, "Don't tell me, you're thinking about it buying it at a higher price?"

"You’re right. I'm going to buy the plot next to my mother's grave at a high price," Yvonne replied.

Henry frowned. "Why would you want to do that? Dominic Conrad isn't worthy of the fortune that you're going to spend."

"You don't understand. Since he wanted to make amends, I'll let him make it up to my mother forever," Yvonne sneered.

Henry could not really understand what she wanted to do, so he stopped questioning and took out his cell phone to ask Joe to contact the family members of the deceased whose grave was next to Laura's grave.

When the family members heard that someone was willing to buy the grave plot at a high price, they immediately agreed to resell it without any hesitation.

They then quickly took away the ashes of the elders from the grave.

It was already the next day when Dominic’s body was cremated.

On the day before, Dominic's body was taken to the hospital and Shane took Dominic's organs, as stated i n his will.

It just so happened that there was an old man in the hospital who was about the same age as Dominic and he was in need of a pair of corneas, and Dominic's corneas came in handy.

At the cemetery, Yvonne was holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand. Her eyes were red as she looked a t the tombstone in front of her.

"Mom, I avenged you. Are you happy now?" Yvonne knelt down and slowly placed the flower in front of Laura's tombstone.

Henry stood behind her, quietly keeping her company.

Yvonne talked to Laura for a while, then turned her head and looked at the tombstone next to Laura's.

The tombstone was nearly half as short as Laura's. Laura's tombstone was the same height as the other tombstones in the cemetery.

In other words, this tombstone was the shortest in the cemetery, and it was particularly obvious compared to all the other tombstones that were the same.

The name on this tombstone was none other than

Dominic Conrad's.

Yvonne got someone to make his tombstone like that.

Didn't he want to seek her mother's forgiveness?

She helped him so that he would always be beneath her mother.

She really was a filial daughter.

The corner of Yvonne's mouth curved upward coldly. She then stopped looking at Dominic and returned her gaze to Laura's tombstone. As she looked at Laura's photo, her eyes became red again.

Boom!

Thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

Yvonne did not move. Henry looked up and saw the gray sky. He frowned and said, "Yvonne, let's go back. It's going to rain."

"You go back then. I’ll stay here and spend some time with my mother," Yvonne said without looking back.

Henry pursed his lips. "You’ll catch a cold."

"I don't care." Yvonne did not budge.

Henry massaged his temples helplessly and walked towards the path.

Yvonne turned her head and glanced at his back. As she watched him leave, she pursed her slightly pale lips and she seemed a little unhappy.

But shortly after, she left the feeling behind her.

She felt that she was being very hypocritical.

Henry had been following her around these days. He would follow her wherever she went.

Over time, she got used to it. So now when he suddenly left her alone, she felt a little unhappy.

Was she hypocritical?

Why was she unhappy? She did not have the right to feel unhappy.

They were not in a relationship anymore. Wasn't it normal for him to leave? Why would he want to stay in the rain with her?

As Yvonne thought about it, she patted her cheeks and gathered her thoughts before focusing back on Laura's tombstone.

Maybe it was good that Henry was gone because she had some emotional things to say but she did not feel comfortable saying them in front of him.

Now that he was gone, she could speak to her heart's content and vent to her mother.

Although she knew that her mother would not answer her.

Boom!

There was another rumble of thunder.

This time, the raindrops showed up with the thunder.

In the beginning, the rain was still very light and she could barely feel it when it rained on her head.

But later, the raindrops got bigger and denser. Soon, the ground was all wet.

Naturally, Yvonne was drenched. When the weather turned chilly, she shivered in the cold.

Just as she shuddered and was about to leave, she suddenly felt like the rain above her head had stopped.

What happened?

Yvonne looked up and saw a big black umbrella blocking the rain.

She suddenly realized something so she turned around and saw Henry standing behind her. He handed her a coat. "Put it on."

Yvonne subconsciously took over the coat. "Why... are you here?"

"Haven’t I always been here?" Henry asked her back.

Yvonne's lips moved, "You obviously left earlier, didn't you?"

Henry smiled, "I went to get an umbrella, and I wasn't going to leave. Besides, you're still here, so how could I leave you behind? I lost you six years ago and I'll never let that happen again. So, I'll be wherever you are."

The corner of Yvonne’s mouth twitched and it seemed like she was smiling.

Afterwards, she lowered her head and it seemed like

she was crying instead.

However, her face was wet from the rain, so no one could tell if those were her tears or not.

After a while, she raised her head and she choked," Let's go." Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

"Aren't you staying with Mom?" Henry looked at the tombstone behind her.

The way he said "Mom" sounded very natural.

Yvonne shook her head and did not correct him either. "I'm cold."

"Then let’s go now." Henry took her hand and walked down the path.

After they got into the car, Henry was also almost drenched.

The rain was so heavy that it splashed high up when i t hit the ground. Moreover, he covered her with more than half of the umbrella, so he obviously got soaked.

Yvonne's heart was moved when she saw Henry like that.

She took out the handkerchief from her bag and handed it to him. "Wipe yourself."

Henry did not say anything as he took the handkerchief.

But he did not wipe himself. Instead, he wiped the water on her face.

"You..."

"Don't move!" Henry said softly.

Yvonne stayed still obediently and let him wipe her face.

After wiping, she stretched out her hand and she wanted to ask him to give her the handkerchief since i t was already wet.

But she didn't expect that Henry would actually wipe his own face with the handkerchief that he used to wipe her face. 1

Yvonne blushed. Her face was flushed and warm. She even felt a little light-headed.

She felt shy because of his actions.

She never thought that a man who was a little bit of a clean freak would actually do that.

"What's the matter?" Henry saw Yvonne staring at him so he turned his head to look at her.

Yvonne shook her head and her voice was a little hoarse. "Nothing..."

"Why is your face so flushed then?" Henry asked her.

Yvonne touched her face. It felt very hot indeed, but she did not know what to say.

She could not say that she felt shy because of his actions.

When Henry saw that Yvonne was not speaking, he

put down the handkerchief. "Are you sick?"

"No." Yvonne shook her head.

However, when she shook her head, she felt even dizzier and a little nauseous.

Henry noticed that something was wrong with her, so he stretched out a hand to wipe her forehead. When h e touched her, his expression became serious. "You have a fever?"

"No." Yvonne was in disbelief. "I wasn’t in the rain for long. How could I have a fever? That'd be too fast, right?"

"You really have a fever. Feel it yourself!" Henry put his hand down.

Yvonne stretched out her hand to feel her forehead. It was so hot that she quickly put her hand down. "I really do have a fever."