CHAPTER 99 DOING LAUNDRY

Henry narrowed his eyes and stared at her.

Yvonne followed his gaze and looked downward, her face instantly a crimson red. "Where are you looking!"

"It's not as if I haven’t seen it." Henry withdrew his gaze.

Yvonne turned even redder.

Henry picked up the cup of cold coffee on the table and took a sip. "Remember, don't go around patting your chest next time, especially not in front of other men.”

"Okay." Yvonne agreed, nodding her head profusely.

Seeing her so obedient, there was a trace of satisfaction in Henry's eyes as he said, "One more thing."

"What else?" She looked at him.

Henry placed his coffee down. "The day after tomorrow will be remembrance day for the Lancasters. Do you remember when I promised to take you there the last time?"

"I do," Yvonne answered.

That was the day she was officially acknowledged as a member of the Lancaster family and she had always remembered it. It was certainly something she didn’t dare to forget.

"Since you remembered, you need to be prepared. You can ask Sue about some of the norms and rules. She'll teach them to you lest you commit some faux pas," Henry advised.

Yvonne committed it to her memory, "Okay, got it. Is there anything else?'

"No, you can go out now." Henry waved.

Yvonne stood still as she stared at her coffee cup, holding back her words.

When Henry saw her acting that way, he narrowed his eyes. "Do you want to say something?"

"Well..."

"Yes?"

"You should drink less coffee," she said softly while she twiddled her fingers.

Henry leaned back in his chair. "And what’s your rationale?"

"I heard that it isn’t good for the stomach and..." Yvonne bowed her head awkwardly.

"And what? Just say it straight." Henry picked up the cup of coffee again.

"It kills sperms!” Yvonne muttered those three words rapidly. exclusive content.

Coffee sprayed from his mouth.

Seeing that, Yvonne quickly took out her handkerchief and stepped forward to help him clean the stain on his suit, feeling very apologetic. "Sorry! Sorry! I didn't mean to..."

As she apologized, she rubbed his chest haphazardly.

Henry was already a little angry at himself for his gaffe. With Yvonne touching him non-stop, his body felt even hotter, and this made him angrier.

"Enough!" He stood up and took a step back to avoid her hand.

Yvonne thought that he refused her help because he was angry at her. For a moment, she stood in place at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"That’s enough, just get out!" Henry looked at his dirty and crumpled suit as he tried to chase her out of the room frustratedly.

"But..." Yvonne seemed like she wanted to say more.

Henry took a deep breath, his tone grew colder, "Get out!"

Yvonne didn't dare to stay. She clenched her handkerchief and left the office.

When he heard his office door close, Henry massaged his glabella and made an internal phone call to get Joe in his office.

"Mr. Lancaster, you’re..." Joe was surprised to find Henry in quite a mess.

Henry had no intention to explain the situation. "Go prepare a new set of clothes for me," he ordered.

"Okay," Joe answered and went to complete his task.

He quickly returned with a new set of clothes.

Henry went to the restroom and changed his clothes. When he returned, he saw Joe standing by his office desk pouring a cup of coffee. Henry immediately raised his brow, "What are you doing?"

"Pouring coffee," Joe replied.

Out of nowhere, Henry suddenly thought of the three words Yvonne said which previously made him lose his composure. He didn't expect it affected him so much that he suddenly couldn't really stand the sight of coffee. 1

"Stop pouring. Don't prepare coffee for me from today onward,” Henry ordered.

Joe was puzzled, "But Mr. Lancaster, don't you like black coffee most the most? Why do you want to suddenly stop having coffee?"

"There's no reason. Just do what you're told!" Henry replied impatiently.

Joe didn’t dare to question him further. He quickly agreed, "Got it. What should I do with the coffee beans i n the cabinet?"

"It’s up to you." Henry waved him away.

Joe's eyes lit up but he quickly calmed down and replied with a serious tone, "Don't worry, Mr.

Lancaster. I'll get rid of them. You’ll never see those coffee beans again."

After he said that, he ran to the cabinet where the coffee machine was, bent over, took out several cans o f coffee beans, and held them in his arms. "Mr.

Lancaster, I shall leave now." 1

He had been coveting those coffee beans for a long time.

Unfortunately, his boss was stingy and was reluctant t o even offer him a cup of that coffee. Now, these were his! 1

When he thought about how he could leisurely make himself a cup of this coffee during his spare time, he couldn't help feeling contented.

Henry sat in his office chair only after Joe left.

After he sat down, he picked up his pen, intending to continue with his work. Suddenly, from the corner of his eyes, he noticed the pile of clothes on the sofa in front and his gaze darkened.

Not only did Yvonne, that woman, cause him to lose his decorum and ruin a suit. She caused him to quit coffee and now Joe got all those coffee beans for free.

She had caused him to lose so much in such a short time, why does she deserve to be let off without any compensation?

Contemplating, Henry threw aside his pen and stood u p. He walked over and grabbed the pile of clothes. He walked out of his office and headed for the office beside his.

The office door was closed so he casually knocked on i t twice.

The door opened. Yvonne appeared before him, rubbing her eyes. "Mr. Lancaster, what brings you here?"

"Were you sleeping?" Henry narrowed his eyes.

Yvonne shook her head hastily. "No, I’ve been wearing my spectacles for a long time. When I took them off, m y eyes were a little tired."

"Is that so?" Henry scrutinized her eyes for a moment t o check if she was lying. Then, he walked past her and entered the office.

Yvonne closed the door and followed behind him.

"Wash these for me." Henry suddenly threw something toward her.

Yvonne caught them and fumbled before she realized that they were his clothes.

“These are..."

"You caused me to dirty that set of clothes!" Henry answered coldly.

Yvonne's face turned red in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Mr. Lancaster. It wasn't intentional."

She simply recalled a post she had read when he saw him drinking his coffee.

The post mentioned that men who are frequent coffeedrinkers, especially men who drink black coffee have lowered fertility. It also mentioned that it was bad for the stomach. That was why she couldn't hold back herself from saying that.

She didn’t expect him to ruin his suit.

"I don't care if that was unintentional. Anyway, you've got to wash my suit, got it?" Henry pointed at the set of clothes in Yvonne's arms.

Yvonne nodded. "Okay."

Since she caused that incident, she was willing to accept this punishment.

Even if it was not that case, she was willing to wash them if it was Henry's clothes.

"Good, I will check tomorrow. If it isn't clean and dried by tomorrow, you can forget about this month's performance bonus.” Henry smiled heartlessly.

When Yvonne heard what he said, she realized the consequences. Her expression became solemn. "Mr. Lancaster, I will definitely make the clothes clean."

"I will be waiting," Henry left her office after he said those words.

'Make the clothes clean?

'How is it even possible!

'The suit isn’t made of regular fabric. It can't be

cleaned with regular washing methods. He'd like to see how she would make it clean!'

Henry left. Yvonne was left alone in her office with the pile of clothes.

She examined the clothes. The coffee got on to the jacket, pants, and tie. Worst of all, there was an unsightly patch of black coffee on the chest area of his dress shirt.

"How should I wash this?' Yvonne looked distressingly at the pile of clothes.