CHAPTER 86 DOUBLE STANDARDS

"To the hospital."

"Why?" Yvonne asked curiously.

Henry replied calmly. “Shane asked you to go. He learned that you rolled down the snow mountain too. S o he wanted you to go and do a check-up."

When he was talking about that, his facial expression became slightly annoyed.

He still remembered how anxious and nervous Shane was when he learned about the accident that happened to Yvonne.

"I see." Yvonne did not notice the slight change in Henry. She smiled as she realized the truth.

Henry peeked at her from the corner of his eyes. His voice was cold. "Are you quite happy and eager to meet Shane?"

Yvonne was stunned for a short while. "Why do you say that?"

Henry pursed his thin lips, but he made no response.

Yvonne could not see through him, so she kept her mouth shut directly.

After all, she was used to him saying only half of what he wanted to say and letting the others guess his meaning.

They reached the hospital in silence.

Yvonne went to Shane’s office with Henry.

Shane was playing with his phone. He soon put down his phone when he saw them. He looked up and smiled. "Here you are."

Henry responded and nodded slightly,

Yvonne waved her hand at him, smiled, and greeted him, “Sorry for disturbing you again."

"It's nothing like this. I was the one who asked Henry t o bring you over. Are you alright?" Shane got up and poured two glasses of water for them.

Yvonne shook her head. "I'm fine. Henry is the one who’s hurt deeply.”

"I know. I did a check-up on him. They did quite a good job at it, considering the surgery they did for him." Shane handed the glasses of water to the two of them.

Yvonne got the glass from him immediately. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Shane blinked his eyes at her.

Yvonne felt like he was flirting with her. She blushed slightly and changed the topic immediately. "By the way, Shane, what kind of check-up do I need to do?"

"Certainly..." "Shane?" Shane was about to answer Yvonne's question, but he was interrupted by Henry. Moreover, Henry sounded frighteningly cold. holds this content.

"How did you address him?" Henry narrowed his eyes and fixed his gaze on Yvonne.

She talked on such friendly terms with Shane just now. He felt that something was not right.

Now she even addressed Shane in such a friendly manner.

When he thought about that, the look in Henry’s eyes became much more frightening.

Yvonne felt uncomfortable as he stared at her like that. She could not help but hunch her shoulders slightly. "Henry, I..."

"I've got no patience to listen to your excuses. I just want to know, how did you address him just now?" When she did not answer him directly, Henry pointed at Shane and repeated his question.

Shane frowned. "That's enough, Henry. What are you doing? It's just a name. Do you have to react like this?"

"Do I have to?" Henry clenched his fists. "Then does it mean that you've approved of this?"

Shane smiled faintly. "I was the one who asked her to call me by my name instead."

"What?" Henry was slightly stunned. "Did you ask her t o call you by your name?" "Yes!

Henry became angry. "You get out first."

He was clearly speaking to Yvonne.

Yvonne looked at him, but she did not dare to disobey him. So she lowered her head and left the office.

The atmosphere in the office became rather tense. Henry pursed his thin lips tightly. "Why? I remembered you telling me in the past that you didn't like her. Why did you allow her to address you so?"

"That was in the past." Shane put his hands into the pockets of his white coat. He smiled lightly and replied, "Now I have a different impression of her."

"A different impression?" Henry clenched his fists tighter.

Shane nodded. “That's right. I didn't like her before because I thought that she was the same as those vulgar women. But I realized later that she's not that kind of person. If that’s the case, I'm certainly willing t o be her friend."

"Don't you think you're crossing the line?" Henry sneered coldly.

Shane blinked his eyes. "Why is that so?"

"You're quite concerned about Yvonne. You were anxious too when you heard me telling you about the accident where she rolled down the snow mountain." Henry looked at him imploringly. 1

Shane pushed his glasses slightly. He kept his

indiscernible facial expression from him. "I'm always concerned about my friends. Henry, you’re just being sensitive."

"Am I being too sensitive? Or do you have any kind of thoughts regarding Yvonne? Shane, are you daring enough to tell me?" Henry smiled coldly.

Shane returned to his working desk and sat down before it. "I don't know what you’re talking about, Henry. It's insignificant whether I have any kind of thoughts regarding her. The most important thing is your reaction. You care so much about how she addressed me just now. Then can I assume that you're just jealous?" i

"Jealous?” There was a faint crease between his eyebrows.

Shane took up a pen on the desk and started playing with it. "Yes, you're jealous, so you care about it so much. Just like what happened in the past. You were extremely annoyed when Jacqueline addressed me as Shane. So is my assumption true? Have you fallen in love with Yvonne?" 1

He said only a few things, and he managed to turn the conversation back to Henry.

Henry was indeed influenced by what Shane said given the kind of unknown feelings he had now.

"No!" he pursed his lips and retorted.

How would he ever fall in love with Yvonne?

He only loved Jacqueline, and he would never have his eyes on Yvonne. 1

He would neither admit nor accept it.

"Is that true?” Shane seemed doubtful.

Henry's facial expression darkened slightly. "I told you Yvonne and I belong to two different worlds. She's not the kind of woman I like."

"But when we’re talking about realities and fantasies, people always choose the realities at the end just because fantasies are nothing but mere fantasies," Shane smiled softly. He soon put up a serious face." Besides, don’t you think that you have double standards here?”

Henry stared at him coldly. "Double standards?"

"Yes, you claim that you feel nothing for Yvonne. But you cared about it so much when she called me by my name. Then what would Yvonne feel when you address Jacqueline intimately? Did you ever think that she would be concerned about it too?" Shane smiled faintly.

Henry narrowed his eyes. "What are you trying to tell me here?”

"Nothing. I just want you to know what you’ve done wrong. As her husband, you prohibited her from being friendly with other men. But you could do the same with the other women. Don't you think that you're wrong somehow?" Shane smiled coldly.

Henry narrowed his eyes. "Jackie's case doesn't apply here." 1

"That's right. You loved her before. So what? It's in the past now. Your current wife is Yvonne. You claimed that there will never be anything between you and Jacqueline. I hope that you'll be responsible and do the right thing. Don't regret it in the future."

After that, he went and opened the door. He smiled at the woman who was quite worried at the door. “We're done now. You may come in."

Yvonne turned around and looked at him. "Are you done talking?"

"Yes."

"Did... anything happen?" Yvonne looked behind him and asked imploringly.

She noticed that Henry was angry the minute she left the office.

She still remembered what Henry told her before, asking her to stay away from the other men.

He heard how friendly she addressed Shane, and he must have misunderstood that there was something going on between Shane and her.

"Oh? Then what do you think happened?" Shane smirked playfully.

Yvonne bit her lips and said in confusion, "Maybe a fight or things like that..."

Shane was stunned. He broke into laughter. "Yvonne, you're indeed funny. Henry is serious and solemn. Does he look like somebody who enjoys beating people up?"