Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 37 Jacqueline Conrad Is His Ex-Girlfriend

"Never mind," Yvonne forced a smile. "In his heart, I a m different from Jacqueline and he attaches different importance to us. If he really wants to get back with Jacqueline, he'll definitely divorce me."

"Master won't agree to it."

"I'm not sure if Grandpa will agree or not, but I do know one thing for sure..." Yvonne took a breath, then exhaled in frustration. "That is if Henry really wants t o divorce me, not even Grandpa can do anything about it!"

Henry didn't marry her willingly. He did it at his grandfather’s request.

He didn't oppose it because he didn't want to disappoint his grandfather.

But if he was really going to oppose it, there was nothing his grandfather could do.

"Madam, don’t think too much. I believe sir isn’t that kind of person," Sue comforted her.

Yvonne poked at her fork. "I want to believe him too, but I just don't have the confidence to do so. I feel very insecure."

Even if Henry had just agreed to have a child with her last night.

But what could having a child do? He could still

divorce her!

"Hmm, I really don't know what’s going through his mind." Sue shook her head as she started blaming Henry in her heart.

Sue had observed how Yvonne lived for the past three years and seen how Henry had ignored her all this while.

Truth be told, Henry would never deserve a wife like Yvonne if it wasn't for his capabilities and family background.

What did women want in their life? Probably just a husband who would care the most about them.

However, Henry didn’t fit that image. He wasn't a good husband. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"Madam, please eat your breakfast first. It's getting cold. Don’t worry so much about sir. I’m sure master will talk to him to make sure that he doesn’t have any inappropriate ideas." Sue picked up the fork and put it in Yvonne’s hand as she urged her to quickly eat her meal.

"Grandpa?" Yvonne took a piece of toast on her plate with a slightly surprised expression. "Grandpa knows about Jacqueline already?"

Sue rubbed her nose. "Yeah, I told him about it last night. He got very angry when he heard about it."

"Then what did he say?" Yvonne stared at Sue intently.

"Nothing in particular. He just said that he would handle the matter between sir and Jacqueline. He even told me to keep it a secret from you, but I didn't expect you to suddenly see news about Jacqueline today."

"I see." Yvonne pulled herself together and started eating.

To be honest, she doubted the old man would be able t o do anything.

However, he was the only person that she could count on for now. Hopefully, he could really prevent Henry from having the idea of rekindling the old flames with Jacqueline.

After Yvonne was done with breakfast, she went out with the envelope.

As soon as she entered the company, she attracted a lot of strange attention again. But at least it was lesser than yesterday and there were no more whisperings going on around her.

Yvonne ignored them as usual, then used her card at the elevator to access the top floor and made her way t o the CEO’s office.

She knocked on the door, "Mr. Lancaster."

Henry's cold voice rang out from the other side of the door, "Come in!"

Yvonne pushed open the door and entered. "I’ve brought the bone marrow donor agreement here."

She handed the envelope to him with both hands.

Henry set his pen down and accepted it. He took out the document and flipped to the last page. When he saw her signature on the paper, a complex emotion flashed across his deep eyes before it quickly faded away again.

Henry put the donor agreement away in the drawer and told Yvonne, "The new secretaries have arrived. You should get acquainted with them later. They are all elites from the headquarters of the Lancaster Group and are far superior than the previous three. You will be able to learn a lot from them.”

"I see," Yvonne nodded slightly. "Then I'll take my leave now."

"No need to be in a hurry.”

"Huh?" Yvonne stopped. “Is there anything else, Mr. Lancaster?"

Henry pulled out a flash drive from his computer and handed it to her. "The materials needed for a collaboration with the Taylor Group are in here. Send this to them later."

"Send it to the Taylor Group?" Yvonne looked at the flash drive and carefully put it away so that she wouldn't lose it.

Henry hummed in response. "The Taylor Group was the one who proposed the collaboration. I read the proposal they sent and thought it had a lot of potential. I've made some amendments to the files inside. Tell them that if they think it's acceptable,

then we can meet in person tomorrow at this time to discuss the details."

"Okay, got it.” Yvonne nodded and turned to the door.

As soon as she went out, she saw Master Lancaster marching in her direction with his old butler and several tall bodyguards.

"Grandpa, why are you here?" Yvonne checked her surroundings and made sure that there was no one else around before she addressed the old man that way without any concerns.

Master Lancaster smiled at her kindly. "I'm here to find Henry and you’re...”

The old man couldn’t help being a little curious when he saw Yvonne in office wear.

Yvonne pulled the hem of her skirt and tidied up her appearance before replying, "Grandpa, I'm Mr.

Lancaster’s secretary now."

"Oh? You became my boy’s secretary?" The old man was a little surprised.

"Yes, I did."

"That’s great. He’s the CEO and you’re his secretary. That’s more like a matching couple!" The old man laughed happily.

After that, a look of disapproval appeared on his face again. "Isn’t it a bit too strange for you to call him Mr. Lancaster? You are that boy’s wife! Why are you calling him that?"

"Grandpa, that won’t be acceptable. The company has its own rules to follow," Yvonne hurriedly waved her hands.

The old butler also convinced the old man with a smile. "That's right, master. This is the workplace. I'm sure sir and madam know what they're doing. Don’t worry about them so much and just leave them be. You never know if they also enjoy addressing each other that way."

"Is that true?" The old man looked at Yvonne with amusement.

Yvonne nodded twice while blushing awkwardly." Maybe...?”

What did she mean by maybe?!

There was nothing enjoyable about it!

In the company, the relationship between Henry and her was like how most superiors and subordinates would behave around each other. He didn't even care about her.

However, the old man really bought it and stroked his beard in a great mood. "That’s good then. Well then, carry on with your work, Yvonne. Grandpa needs to go in and talk to Henry boy about something now. Let’s have dinner together later."

"Sure," Yvonne obediently accepted the invitation while wondering to herself why the old man had suddenly rushed all the way here.

Did he come here to talk to Henry about Jacqueline, just like what Sue had mentioned? 1

Henry was about to get angry when he heard someone opening the door of his office without his permission. He looked up, only to realize that it was his grandfather coming in. "Grandpa?"

Henry stood up in surprise. "Why have you come here instead of resting at home?"

The old man's face turned dark. Every trace of kindness that he showed to Yvonne earlier was gone from his face. "I heard that Conrad girl is back?"

Henry's countenance changed slightly. "Who told you that?"

Could it be Yvonne?

"You don't have to concern yourself with that. Just answer my question first." The old man sat down on the chair that his old butler had pulled out for him.

Henry sat down too, facing the old man. "Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me?” The old man suddenly slapped the armrest hard, showing his anger.

Henry frowned. "It's not a big deal, so there’s no need t o tell you."

"Hmph, I don't think that’s the case. You just didn’t want to tell me because you're afraid that I won't let you meet her, right?" the old man sneered coldly and looked at him.

Henry pressed his lips, but he didn’t answer.

"It seems like I am right. Oh, Henry Lancaster. Did years of being the head of the Lancaster family take away your respect for this old man that you're no longer listening to me now?" The old man pointed at Henry, his finger even trembling from anger.