Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 91 It Was Old Lancaster

Arriving at the door, it took her a few effortful breaths before Yvonne could knock on it.

It opened swiftly to reveal an arm that grasped Yvonne’s wrist and yanked her inside.

With a slam, the door was closed forcefully.

Henry pinned Yvonne against the door and tipped her chin up to kiss her. With his reasoning tampered by the drug, he acted like a beast.

"Mm..." Yvonne could not help pushing him when she ran out of breath from the kiss but it was like Henry had expected it as he caught her hands and trapped them above her head, immobilizing her.

When Yvonne woke up in Henry's arms the next day, the soreness that filled her entire body made her suck in a cold breath. Scenes of last night gushed into her mind as well.

"Cod!" She covered her reddening cheeks and felt like hiding in a hole from how embarrassed she felt.

Sneaking a peek at the man, Yvonne saw him sleeping soundly with a slight frown. She breathed in relief. Good, he was not awake yet. To feel awkward alone was better than feeling awkward together!

Yvonne softly lifted Henry's arm that was on her waist and scooped up the bathrobe on the floor before she furtively got off the couch. Once her feet touched the floor, she fell.

To prevent waking up Henry, Yvonne bit her lips to stop herself from making any sound but she was worried that the noise from her fall would stir him awake too. She quickly stretched her neck to check on him, feeling relieved when she saw that he was still asleep. She then put on her robe swiftly and slipped out of the study room, limping.

Just as she stepped out, she met Sue who was wiping the rail.

"Madam," Sue called out.

Pretending like she did not hear her, Yvonne pulled the bathrobe over herself tighter and fled back to her room while hanging her head.

Knowing that she was bashful, Sue chuckled and immediately called Master Lancaster to inform the old man that his plan worked. As expected, the old man cheered in delight and asked Sue to make more nutritious food for the youngsters.

Sue had made some broth a long time ago. When she saw that it was near noon anyway, she put away her cleaning rag to knock at the study room.

Henry woke up from the raps. Hearing Sue’s voice, he recalled what happened last night at once.

His drowsy gaze scanned the messy room to see that Yvonne was no longer in it. She had woken up and left somehow, but the intimate vibe in the air had still lingered.

There was an unnamed emotion flowing in Henry's gaze before he got changed in the bathroom and opened the door.

"Sir, it's time for lunch," Sue said with a smile.

Henry looked at her with piercing iciness. "Why did you drug us!"

Sue already knew that she was going to be questioned today, so she did not panic. Wiping her hands on her apron, she answered, "Sir, I wouldn’t dare. Master made me do it!"

"Grandpa?" Henry was stunned. It was him!

Since when did the old man turn so absurd? He was drugging his grandson and granddaughter-in- law with aphrodisiac!

"It's master. Master said that you and madam aren't giving him any children so he could only resort to this." Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Sue felt wronged for Yvonne when she spoke. This was not even her madam not wanting to have a child. I t was sir who did not come back for three years and had not even laid a finger on madam. How could she get pregnant?

If she were not worried that the old man would be too shocked from the news, Sue really wanted to tell him the truth and have her master teach sir a lesson.

"I know. You may go.” Henry waved his hand in dismissal with a long face.

Since it was his grandfather, he could not blame it on Sue. In spite of it, it made him upset that he was being schemed.

"Hold on.” Henry stopped Sue, remembering something.

Sue paused. "Is there anything else that sir would like t o ask?”

"Where’s the rest of the drug?" Henry stared at her.

What if there was some leftover drug? Was he and Yvonne getting drugged again?

"No more. They were two pills. One for you and madam each," Sue answered, spreading her hands.

Henry looked pleased. "Best not to lie to me.

Otherwise, I won’t let this go even when you’re someone from Grandpa."

Sue froze. "I understand, sir. I'll be heading downstairs, sir.”

Henry hummed and went for the master bedroom.

Twisting the doorknob, he discovered that it was jammed. The door was locked.

He wore a deep frown as he called out, "Yvonne Frey, open the door!"

In the room, Yvonne was curled up in bed and she even quivered when she heard his voice. He was awake!

"Open the door, do you hear me?!’’ Henry repeated himself.

Yvonne flipped the covers and got off bed to slowly walk over and open the door. "Henry...”

Her head was lowered as she dared not look at him. What happened last night was embarrassing. She did not know how to face him, worried that he remembered everything that happened and assumed that she was a promiscuous woman.

"What were you doing inside? I had to call twice before you opened the door." Henry glanced behind Yvonne.

The girl shook her head. "Nothing. I was just resting.”

"You don’t feel well?” Henry scanned her with his deep eyes.

"No, I just feel sleepy."

Sleeping was fake, taking a rest was the absolute truth. Yvonne was sore everywhere. Nonetheless, she was not going to tell Henry that.

In spite of it, her acting was terrible. Henry could see that she was holding in the pain at first glance and could not help pressing his lips into a thin line. This woman was horribly foolish - she did not even know how to express her pain!

He remembered everything that took place last night, s o he naturally knew how much strength he had exerted.

Yvonne looked thin and frail - it would be a surprise i f she was not injured.

"Don't rest first. Go downstairs and have lunch," Henry instructed.

Yvonne finally looked up at him. "What about you?"

"I'm taking a shower. I'll be down in a bit," Henry said and entered the room, going past her.

Looking at his retreating back, Yvonne felt less restless. His gaze on her just now was clear - it did not feel like he thought that she was a licentious woman. It seemed that she was overthinking...

Yvonne finally had a peace of mind. She patted her bosom chest and softly closed the door as she headed downstairs.

When Sue saw her, she teased, "How did madam sleep last night?"

"Sue, why'd you do that?" Yvonne looked at her accusingly.

She was not a fool. She thought of what Henry thought of as well. It was impossible for Henry or her to drug themselves and there were only three of them in the villa. The most suspicious one was only Sue.

Sue chuckled and repeated what she told Henry just now. “Madam, you can’t blame me. This is master's instruction."

"Grandpa?" Yvonne was startled. "Why is Grandpa doing this?"