Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 690 Mandy Lovett

The woman’s face was distorted and she frowned with pain.

The men walked past them. Although they looked at them curiously, they didn’t suspect anything. They thought they were a quarreling couple, so they stopped looking and continued to run forward. After a while, they disappeared.

The woman was relieved when she saw the men who chased her left. Then she screamed to ask Henry to let go of her.

Henry let her go and pushed her away. 1

The woman staggered and hit the opposite wall, hurting her back.

She touched her back. While rubbing it, she looked at the man on the opposite side who was wiping his hand. "Sir, why are you so rude?"

Henry crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can in the bathroom behind him. "Rude?

Why didn't you think of what you were doing just now?"

"I..." The woman choked, and then her face flushed and her voice softened, "I'm sorry, sir. I don't want that to happen either. Those men were chasing after me and I was too scared. I was hoping you could help me t o avoid those people, but you didn't cooperate and I

had to make an unwise decision."

Speaking of this, the woman secretly looked up at Henry.

She realized that Henry was tall, handsome, and noble. Besides, he was very particular about his clothes.

Although there was no label of any brand, the quality was excellent. At first glance, it was obvious that the clothes were custom-made, which showed that this man's identity was absolutely extraordinary.

Most importantly, she felt wonderful when she was in his arms and he smelled fascinating.

Upon thinking of this, the woman's heartbeat quickened and her face turned red. She lowered her head quickly, and didn't dare to look at the man. She said shyly, "By the way, sir, I haven't asked for your name. I’m Mandy Lovett. Nice to meet you!"

She held out her hand to Henry.

Henry looked down and put his hands in his trousers pocket. He didn't want to shake hands with her, let alone introduce himself.

The woman understood. She withdrew her hands in embarrassment and laughed, "Well, forget it if you don't want to say it, sir, but can you leave a contact? You've saved me once and I'll reciprocate your help!"

Henry ignored her, turned around, and left.

"Sir..." Mandy stretched out her hand and wanted to stop him.

But Henry didn’t stop and left her sight quickly.

She looked in the direction he left. Her lips moved and she took a long time to put her hand down. Her eyes were full of reluctance. 1

She didn't expect that she would meet such a man who made her heart skip a beat when she came out today.

But this man was too cold. He didn't even want to tell her his name.

Mandy sighed. A wry smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Her first love was crushed and she might never see him again. 1

Suddenly, Mandy’s mobile phone rang.

She took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and took the phone out of her bag. She took a look at the caller I D and answered the phone, "Hey, Nana.” 1 Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

On the other end of the phone, Nana asked while holding a glass of red wine, "Mandy, where are you?"

Mandy rubbed her temples. "Don’t mention it. I’m still here. I managed to take some photos, but I was discovered and their people chased after me."

Nana asked in surprise, "Did you manage to escape?”

Mandy thought about the man he just met and said shyly, "Yeah, I dodged them. I met a handsome guy who was also from Canada. He helped me." "Handsome guy?" Nana Mae raised her eyebrows." Listening to your tone, it seems like you've fallen in love with that handsome guy at first sight. How strange. Miss Lovett is in love?"

"Nana!" Mandy stomped her feet, pretending to be angry.

Nana chuckled, "Alright, I won't tease you. Tell me honestly. Are you serious? Did you really fall in love with that handsome guy?"

Mandy's eyes dimmed. "So what if I'm in love? He refused to give me his contact and his name. The problem is that I don't even know if we'll meet each other again."

Nana Mae thought for a while and came up with an idea. "In that case, you should go back to Canada.

Didn't you say that he's from Canada too? Maybe you'll see him one day when you're back in Canada."

Mandy thought that it was reasonable. Her eyes brightened up. "That's right. I can go back to Canada."

The man's identity was extraordinary and she'd be able to find him when she returned to her country.

Nana asked, "Then when are you planning to go home?"

Mandy shook her head. "I don't know yet."

Nana suggested, "Why don’t you come over and head back with me?"

Mandy had no objection and nodded. "Sure, I'll come t o your place tomorrow then."

"Awesome! We can go back to Canada together. I'll find Henry and you'll find your handsome man. We'll definitely succeed." Nana finished the wine in her glass excitedly.

Mandy laughed along, "Yes, I won't give up until I find him. Alright, Nana. I can't talk anymore. I have to leave this place first. It'll be troublesome if those people come back later.”

Nana nodded. "Okay. Goodbye!"

After hanging up the phone, Mandy looked around before she left.

On the other side, Henry had returned to the room.

Yvonne was drinking water. Upon seeing him coming in, she hurriedly put down her glass and asked, "What took you so long?"

"Something happened." Henry walked over and pulled the chair to sit down.

He didn't plan to tell her what he had just encountered. Otherwise, she would overthink it.

Yvonne nodded and didn't ask further. She opened a bottle of wine that he liked, poured a glass, and passed it to him.

Henry reached out to take the glass.

The moment they touched each other's hands, Yvonne suddenly smelled something and she tightened the wine glass.

Henry realized that he couldn't hold the wine glass. H e looked at her curiously. "What's the matter?”

Yvonne pursed her lips without saying anything. She put the wine glass down, stood up with a stern face, walked to him, and leaned in to sniff him.

Her eyes turned completely cold when she smelled an unpleasant perfume. She took a step back and looked at Henry coldly with crossed arms. "Not bad. You had a love affair after you went to the washroom."

Upon hearing this, Henry's expression changed slightly.

In Yvonne's eyes, this change was a manifestation of a guilty conscience.

There was a touch of sarcasm in Yvonne's eyes and she squeezed her fists. "Henry Lancaster, in order not t o let others say I'm petty, I'll give you a chance to explain yourself. What did you do when

you went to the washroom? Why do you have the smell of a woman's perfume? Who did you hug?"

The perfume scent came from his chest, not from his arms or shoulders.

If it was on his arms or shoulders, someone might have accidentally bumped into him.

But things were different now that the smell came from his chest. If he didn't hug others, how would the smell stay on his chest?

Henry knew that he couldn't hide it anymore. He stood up and said, "Yvonne, you've misunderstood. I didn't hug her. Just now..."

He talked about what happened outside the bathroom.

After hearing this, Yvonne's expression improved a lot. She knew that she had misunderstood him. She hummed and sat back on her seat. "Since that woman took initiative to hug you, why didn't you tell me when you came back and kept it from me? If I didn't smell the perfume from you, would you keep it hidden?"

Henry's thin lips moved, agreed tacitly.

Yvonne was very angry. "You..."

Henry looked at her and said quickly before she got even angrier, "I'm just afraid that you'll misunderstand me and overthink it. I didn't mean it."