Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 60 Each With His Own Axe To Grind

Henry took a glimpse at her computer and muttered," It's after office hours!"

"What time is it now?" Yvonne quickly checked the time at the lower corner of her computer and was startled to see that it was nearing six in the evening. She had been occupied and had not noticed that time had slipped by so fast.

"Hold on, I'll be done in a minute." Yvonne quickly saved the document she was working on. When she turned off the computer, she cleaned up her messy desk frantically, afraid to make the man wait for too long.

In fact, Henry did not even rush her. He was only standing there watching her pack with furrowed brows.

"Done." Yvonne breathed out and turned to flash a grin at Henry. The latter gave her a hum and began to head out.

Picking up her bag from the shelf, Yvonne slung it over her shoulder and followed him.

In the elevator, she kept sneaking peeks at the man beside her. She thought that she was being discreet but Henry caught everything in his eyes.

"What’s the matter with you?" Henry slightly turned to face her. 1

Caught on the spot, Yvonne who was not thick-shinned to begin with blushed naturally. "Nothing, just a little curious."

"Curious?" Henry arched a brow of his.

Yvonne fiddled with her fingers. "Mm. I'm curious as t o why you aren't visiting Miss Conrad in the hospital today but going off work with me instead."

"I don't have to today."

"Why?” Yvonne pursued subconsciously.

Henry turned back to face the elevator door again with a distant expression without any reply.

Yvonne chuckled dryly, no longer pressing it further.

Exiting the elevator, both of them arrived at the parking lot. It was fortunate that Henry had a designated area to his car and no one would be there, s o Yvonne did not have to worry about others catching her going into his car.

The car ride to the villa was silent.

When Sue heard the engine, she came out to welcome their return and was delightfully surprised to see both Yvonne and Henry getting down from the vehicle together. "Sir, madam, you're back."

"Hey, Sue," Yvonne greeted.

Sue took over the bag on her shoulder. "Sir, madam, you both are in time."

"What is it?” Henry adjusted the watch on his wrist and asked faintly.

"Master came and is waiting for you both inside." Sue gestured to the inside of the villa.

"Grandpa?" Yvonne was a little astonished and looked toward the man beside her.

He would not have known that Master Lancaster was coming over and intentionally waited for her to get off work together instead of going to the hospital, would h e?

Yvonne's doubtful gaze was caught by Henry. Understanding her skepticism, he was miffed.

What was this woman thinking about! He had no idea that the old man would suddenly make a visit.

Henry pressed his lips together in a scowl and shifted his gaze to Sue. "What’s Grandpa here for?"

“I think it's for remembrance day," Sue answered after giving it a thought.

"Alright.” Henry strode into the villa, to which Yvonne followed suit.

The old man was seated on the couch in the living room. When he saw both of them enter respectively, his wrinkled face stretched into a wide grin. "That’s how you do it. It's romantic to finish work and come home together as a young couple."

There was a slight frown on Henry's face when he heard it, but he did not react to it obviously. Instead, it was Yvonne who was bashful.

"Grandpa, you're here."

"I've been here for a while. I've been waiting for you two!" Master Lancaster said happily and told Sue," Sue, you can start serving dinner."

"Yes, master." Sue wiped her hands on her apron and briskly headed for the kitchen.

"Yvonne,” Henry called out to the girl.

Yvonne stood still, caught at a loss that the man was calling out for her. Henry squinted his eyes before pulling her hand to guide her to his grandfather. "Talk to Grandpa, I'll go change upstairs."

"Oh... okay!" Yvonne nodded but felt peeved.

Henry would only call her "Yvonne" in front of his grandfather and her parents. Other than that, he addressed her with her full name - "Yvonne Frey."

When he suddenly called her just by her first name, she was rather unused to it.

Henry did not have the time to think about what the girl had in mind. He released her hand and looked at his grandfather. "Grandpa, I’ll have Yvonne keep you company and head upstairs first. I'll be back in a bit."

"Go along." Master Lancaster waved his hand in disdain as if wanting his grandson to disappear at once.

Once Henry was gone, he turned back into the kind elder again and patted the spot beside him. "Yvonne, come over. Have a seat beside me." 1

"Okay." Yvonne sat down obediently.

The old man chuckled immediately as he asked," Yvonne, tell Grandpa, do you have any news recently?"

"What news?" Yvonne tilted her head in confusion.

The old man sneaked a peek at her stomach and she understood it swiftly, scooping a throw pillow and resting it on her stomach. "Not yet..."

"Why?" Old Lancaster's smile vanished as he narrowed his wrinkled brows.

Yvonne hung her head without saying anything.

Why? It was all because of time. After being married for three years, it had not even been a month since she and Henry actually slept together. How could she have gotten pregnant so fast? Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

"It's been three years and I’ve been anticipating a grandchild. Look at you two, nothing!" The old man thudded his walking stick with a sigh.

Yvonne understood his wish but it was not like she could do anything. Could she magically produce a grandchild for him right now?

"Sorry, Grandpa..."

"Ah, Yvonne, tell Grandpa honestly. Is there any issue with you and Henry's health? Why else aren't you

pregnant?" The old man scanned her suspiciously.

Yvonne quickly waved her hands. "No, no. Henry and I are both very healthy."

"Then why..."

"It’s not yet our time I guess." Yvonne forced a smile.

Master Lancaster sighed. "Perhaps. But you two got to make it quick. I don’t know how many more living years I have in this world."

"We will, don’t worry, Grandpa.” Yvonne poured him a glass of water.

The old man took a sip and said, "Oh yeah, I heard that your company is organizing a team building trip abroad?"

"How did you know, Grandpa?" Yvonne was astounded.

Old Lancaster chuckled. "That kid allocated a big sum. It can't go past me unnoticed."

"I see." Yvonne nodded. 1

The old man asked again. "Which country are you guys planning to go to?"

"I don't know. Henry didn’t tell me. I only know that we're going skiing but I don’t get to go."

"Why's that?"

Yvonne glanced upstairs. "Henry won't allow it."

"That brat, what is he thinking about, banning his own wife from the trip!" The old man’s face fell.

Blinking, Yvonne said, "Grandpa, why don't you persuade him for me? I really want to go." 1

She honestly did not want to miss this chance to travel abroad with Henry.

"Sure, Grandpa will talk to him for you later." Master Lancaster patted the back of the girl's hand.

How could both the youngsters give him a grandchild i f they were not spending time together? 1

He was thinking about asking which country it was and had Frederick arrange some popular thrills for them so that they could give him good news sooner. Imagine his displeasure when he was told that Henry Lancaster was prohibiting Yvonne from going to the trip - how dare he!

While Master Lancaster and Yvonne were both occupied with their own thoughts, Henry came down.

The old man grimaced when he saw him before tugging Yvonne to the dining table.

Looking at the old and young pair, Henry's deep eyes flashed with doubt. Did Yvonne Frey tell the old man something?

"Henry, come with me to the study.” Master Lancaster dropped the napkin after the meal and spoke to Henry coldly.