Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 192 A Call From Henry

Yvonne was awakened by that voice. She soon opened her eyes and put her phone before her. She became frightened and looked at that contact number which she was quite familiar with.

'Is this... Henry?

'How does he know about my new contact number?

'Is it because of Sue?’

Yvonne put her phone near her ear again with a shaky hand. "You..."

"Where are you?" Henry asked her again. His voice was deep and hoarse, and he sounded slightly exhausted too.

Yvonne swallowed slightly. She retorted, "How did you get my contact number?"

"I got it from Sue," replied Henry coldly.

It was logical for him to get suspicious about Sue given how close she was to Yvonne. Even if Sue did not have her new contact number, her friends might have it. He would certainly find it out one day.

As expected, he asked Sue about it tentatively that morning. Sue did not try to conceal the truth from him, and she soon became frank with him. So, he did not have to spend some time looking it up. However, Sue did not know where she went. Joe too did not manage to locate her whereabouts after looking for her for an entire day the day before.

He was curious as to how she left the city.

Yvonne seemed to understand it now. She raised her eyebrow. "It's Sue after all."

He did indeed become suspicious about Sue.

"Why did you leave?" Henry asked her. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Yvonne became silent.

Henry was in no rush, waiting for her reply.

Yvonne bit her lower lip. "We're about to divorce each other now. Certainly, I needed to leave.”

"Didn't I tell you that I'll not agree to the divorce?" Henry's facial expression darkened.

Yvonne held the phone tightly in her hand. "Yes, but Grandpa agreed to it this time around."

"But the person who married you is me. As long as I don't sign the divorce agreement, even Grandpa cannot meddle with it. Yvonne, do you understand that?" Henry said coldly.

Yvonne lowered her eyes. "I know. But Mr. Lancaster, isn't it meaningless, being like this?"

"What do you mean?" Henry frowned.

Yvonne leaned against the bed weakly. "I meant that it’s meaningless if we continue our marriage. Mr.

Lancaster, do you know what a true marriage entails?"

Henry moved his thin lips slightly. He was going to answer her question, but he soon found that he was unable to figure out the answer properly.

It was because he realized that he was unable to answer that question.

Yvonne waited for his reply for a short while, but she received none. Soon, she seemed to understand something. She sneered and mocked herself. "You do indeed know nothing about it.”

Henry pursed his lips. "Then how about you? What do you understand about a marriage?"

"Me?" Yvonne thought about it for a while. She seemed to be filled with a kind of longing. "In my point of view, marriage entails a condition in which a husband and a wife love each other deeply. They tolerate and respect each other. The wife will take good care of her husband, and the husband will risk everything else just to protect his wife and baby. Did you give me this kind of marriage?"

Henry was stunned. "I..."

"You didn’t,” Yvonne interrupted him. "What you gave me was an endless coldness, aloofness, and the never-ending wait. I was always filled with disappointment. So this kind of marriage is excruciating. I suffered terribly and miserably."

Henry never knew that the kind of marriage he provided her was such a stressful and miserable experience. All of a sudden, he could not help but feel guilty about it. "I'm so sorry, but I never wanted to let you experience those feelings and things."

"I know. It was because you did those things subconsciously, so you don't have to apologize to me. I should be the one to apologize to you. I shouldn't have fallen in love with you. At the same time, I shouldn't have had such a wishful thought that you might fall in love with me one day. I was wrong.” Yvonne was filled with immense pain. "I shouldn’t yearn for something which never belonged to me right from the start."

Unknowingly, Henry felt a sharp pain when he heard her blaming herself like that. He was quite upset about it.

Yvonne sniffed her nose slightly. "Mr. Lancaster, do you know when was the first time we met each other?”

She asked him all of a sudden.

"Why do you ask me this?" Henry retorted.

Yvonne said without any facial expression, "Answer m e first."

Henry pursed his lips. "It was when Grandpa asked m e to come home and meet my fiancee as he had decided upon my marriage."

He still remembered the time when he met her at the family residence. She was slim and petite, and the way she dressed herself was not of fashion, and it was quite shabby too. She seemed like a rather pitiful young girl. On the other hand, the people he met since he was young were beautiful and charming. A girl like her would be unable to charm him. Furthermore, he could not accept another woman being in his life the moment Jackie left him.

Moreover, that woman was pitiful.

So, at that moment, he found it hard to believe that she was the bride Grandpa chose for him. Their first encounter left him with a bad impression of her. How could he ever be able to accept that his future wife was such a woman like her?

"No." Yvonne shook her head slightly. "That’s not the first time we met each other. We met each other for the first time on the ground floor of the headquarters o f the Lancaster Group. I had just graduated from college and prepared to go looking for a job. I went with my classmate, interviewing for a job at headquarters. I saw you accidentally. It was when I found out that I had fallen in love with you." 1

She had never met a man as handsome as he was. She saw his face just once, and she was soon bewitched by him. Since then, she had fallen deeply in love with him. Certainly, she knew that they were of different worlds. She loved him, but it was destined that she would never get to be with him. Hence, she never had any wishful thoughts. 2

Surprisingly, God gave her a chance. She saw the notice given out by the master, holding a selection and seeking a fiancee for Henry. She became impulsive and summoned her courage to go and join the selection. Unexpectedly, she was chosen in the end. When she learned that she was able to marry him, she was so excited that she cried for two whole days.

However, the marriage life she craved so much was only just the beginning of her excruciating pain.

Henry heard Yvonne confessing her love to him again. Unknowingly, he felt delighted. But he still appeared cold. "If that's the case, why do you insist on the divorce?"

"I told you just now. I don’t want such a marriage that i s filled with nothing but pain. This has nothing to do with whether I love you or not. Besides, do you love m e?" Yvonne clenched her collar around her chest and asked in a mocking manner.

Henry moved his thin lips slightly but made no reply.

Yvonne was not at all surprised. She laughed with difficulty. "See. You made no reply, and it means that you don’t love me. Then what will happen if we continue this kind of marriage? No one knows for sure. I didn’t know about Jackie's existence in the past, and I could still wait for the day when you would fall in love with me, but..."

At that, she sobbed and continued, "But now I know. I realize that there'll never come a day when you would fall in love with me because you never will. Then what am I doing, taking the role of your wife? So Mr.

Lancaster, don’t look for me anymore. Sign the divorce agreement. Go and marry the woman you want."

After that, she did not allow him the chance to talk and hung up the phone directly.

Henry looked at his phone which had now switched back to its home screen. He pursed his lips tightly, clearly annoyed.

'The woman I want to marry?

'When did I say that I want to marry another woman?' 1

"Sir." Sue wiped her hands using the apron and stood before him.

Henry put down his phone, tilted his head slightly, and looked at her. "What's the matter?" 1

"Did you manage to reach madam?"

Henry replied that he had. "Yes, I did."

Sue breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she asked immediately, "Did you learn from her where she went?"