Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 79 What Do You Need The Money For This Time?

"It's useless." Henry put his laptop aside with a dull gaze. "The Lancasters have too many enemies. We can go all the way back if we actually count. It won’t be easy to find out who actually got my younger brother."

"But it'll be difficult to track Young Mr. Lancaster down this way."

"I know." Henry rubbed his thumb before saying," Hmm, let the firm continue their investigation. Since they found the record of my brother's DNA, they’ll definitely be able to find which day it was when he went for the surgery ten years ago, as well as the surgeon who did the work."

Even when the person behind all this had erased all traceable records of his younger brother’s plastic surgery, the surgeon most probably would not be killed to seal the secret, would he?

Once they found the surgeon, maybe they would be able to find out something about his younger brother.

"Alright, I'll inform the firm." Joe nodded and turned t o leave.

Just as he opened the ward's door, he was surprised b y Yvonne who was outside of it. "Madam, you’re back?" "Mm," Yvonne hummed in acknowledgment.

Joe calmed himself down and asked with a smile," Have you been back for long?"

"About two minutes now.”

"Then why didn't you come in?"

Yvonne lifted the takeout in her hand. "I hear you guys talking, so I was going to wait until you both were done." 1

"I see. Please go in now, madam. Mr. Lancaster and I are done." Joe stepped aside to give way to Yvonne. The latter thanked him and entered after passing him.

"Henry, I'm back." Yvonne went to him with the takeout. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Looking at her, Henry hummed in reply.

Yvonne opened the takeout box and spoke, "I’m pretty lucky. I saw a restaurant right as I stepped out of the hospital and it’s one by our people. I got some bone broth for you as nourishment."

"Is bone broth nourishment?" Henry raised his brow. Why had he never heard of it?

"It is." Yvonne smiled at him. "You get nourished from what you eat. You injured your bone so it's good for you to have some bone broth. Try some!”

She picked the bowl of broth up and blew on it before passing it to him with both hands. "Careful, it's hot!”

Henry drank some from it without saying anything.

"How is it?" Yvonne asked while nervously looking at him.

He took another sip and gave her two words. "It's alright."

"That’s good then." Yvonne was relieved.

It meant that he could still accept it. She was worried that what she bought would not match his taste. After all, she knew how picky he was with his food. It seemed that she had gotten the right choice now.

"Then have some more. I bought plenty." Yvonne patted the takeout boxes.

Henry did not say anything, quietly scooping the broth into his mouth.

Feeling the awkwardness, Yvonne retracted her hand from the takeout boxes and hesitated for a few seconds before asking, "Henry, I heard your conversation with Mr. Woods outside of the door just now. You have a younger brother?"

Henry's scooping motion froze for a beat before he recovered. "Mm."

"Really?" She was astonished.

Henry side-eyed her. "Didn't you hear it already?"

"Uh..." Yvonne played with her fingers. "I heard it but I’m still surprised to hear you admit it personally. Why have I never heard of you having a younger brother though?"

"He was abducted by the Lancasters' nemesis when he was two," Henry replied faintly, putting down his bowl.

"Abducted?”

"Mm."

Yvonne went silent.

He was abducted when he was only two. Poor child... I t was true that the Lancasters had a lot of secrets that she did not know about. If she had not heard of this by chance, she would not even know that Henry had a little brother.

"You can head out now. I want to rest for a bit." Henry rubbed between his eyes tiredly.

Afraid to disturb him, Yvonne nodded and brought the cutlery and takeout by the bed as well. It was when she had gone outside that she suddenly realized that she did not know where she was

sleeping tonight!

"What should I do..." She bit her nails.

She could not possibly ask for a ward to sleep in — it was not like the hospital would agree to it anyway. Was she going to sleep in the corridor tonight? Just thinking about it gave Yvonne shudders. She was not doing it. It was basically like a homeless person. The hospital might even chase her out.

Pouting, Yvonne sighed helplessly and went to sit down on the bench beside her as she was unable to come up with a solution in the meantime.

After sitting around for about an hour, she checked her phone and guessed that Henry must have already fallen asleep. Weighing her options, she softly opened the door to his ward and padded in stealthily. 1

Since she had no place to stay, she would just sleep in his ward. As long as she did not disrupt him by making any noise, he most probably would not be chasing her away.

With this thought in mind, Yvonne stuck her head out to peek at the bed.

"Henry? Henry?" she whisper-called the man.

Noticing that there was no response and making sure that he was deep asleep, Yvonne breathed out in relief and softly made her way to the couch nearby, preparing to take a small nap as she took off her shoes. 2

She did not get much sleep last night as she had been worried about him and was consumed by nightmares. Now that the weight was lifted off her chest, she could feel the fatigue creeping in. Yawning, Yvonne closed her eyes and drifted into sleep.

When Henry woke up, he was greeted with the view of a curled up Yvonne sleeping soundly on the couch. He frowned and got off the bed despite the pain on his back.

"Yvonne Frey!" He looked down at her and called out i n a low tone.

Yvonne shuffled and tossed around before continuing to sleep.

Henry pressed his lips together. Did she even care about the possibility of catching a cold sleeping like that?

With an annoyed look, Henry was going to shake her awake but his hand froze midway before he withdrew it when he saw the dark circles under Yvonne's eyes.

What did the woman do last night? 1

Henry went to the shelf by his bed to retrieve his jacket and softly draped it on her. Then, he went to the bathroom.

At night, Henry went for his post-op checkup with Joe’s company while Yvonne grinned to herself dumbly sitting on the couch and hugging the former’s jacket. 1

She did not expect him to cover her with his jacket after she had fallen asleep. Was he worried about her catching a cold?

Thinking about it, Yvonne carefully folded Henry's jacket and placed it on his bed. Her delight was overflowing before it was cut short by a phone call.

It was from Jason. Recomposing herself, Yvonne answered the call with a solemn look. "Jason."

"Sis, send me some money." Money was the first thing Jason mentioned the second the line was connected without a word of concern.

Yvonne pressed her lips together, feeling despair."

Why are you out of it again?"

"I've always been out of it!” Jason said in annoyance." Quick, send me $1,500.”

"None. The $300 I gave you the last time is all I have. Ask from Mom and Dad.” Yvonne rubbed her temples.

Jason scoffed. "Mom and Dad asked me to come to you. They have no money either and I'm not asking for a lot this time. I only want $1,500."

"Do you think $1,500 is little? That's my salary for two months!" Yvonne was blowing her top.

Jason smacked his lips. "I don’t care. You send it to m e anyway. Otherwise, I’ll come for you!” "You..." Yvonne was exasperated and could only calm down after a few deep breaths. "You tell me what you need the money for this time?"