"About that...â Sue's expression turned awkward.
"Sue, tell me!" Yvonne took her hand, pushing for her t o tell her what had happened.
Sue was in a pickle. "The master has forbidden us from telling anyone madam."
"But Grandpa isn't here now," insisted Yvonne.
No matter what Sue said now, Yvonne wanted to know what had actually happened between Henry
and Jacqueline in the past.
"The master isnât here now, but what if he finds out later..."
"If we both keep it quiet, there's no way Grandpa would find out about it," said Yvonne as she cut
Sue off before she could finish.
Sue looked at her deeply for a while and finally gave u p. She took a deep breath and sighed.
"Alright, Iâll tell you madam. But madam, I'm only confiding what has happened to you, you mustnât
tell another soul about i t."
"I promise!" said Yvonne as she gleefully smacked her chest.
Sue nodded and began to tell the story, "Three years ago, on the morning of sirâs birthday,
Jacqueline had called to ask him out, saying she had a surprise for him. Sir went out immediately
without a second thought. Turns out the big surprise she had was to take him out to see the
sunrise."
"What happened next?" asked Yvonne eagerly.
"And then the accident happened!" As she said this, Sue's expression turned more bitter.
"After watching the sunrise, a gang of thugs suddenly showed up from nowhere and wanted to rob
them since they were dressed like aristocrats. But Jacqueline did something unspeakable just to
defend herself..."
"What did she do?" asked Yvonne as she subconsciously held her hands together tightly, her heart
racing.
Sue slammed her hands on the armrest and said, "She gave up sirâs identity and said that he was
the CEO of the Lancaster Group, pleading them to rob him and let her go. She even pushed sir
towards the thugs to run off herself!"
"How could she do such a thing?" Yvonne was so shocked it felt as if she had just crashed and
shards of glass were rushing at her.
"Exactly! She actually ran off and left sir alone to die. She didnât even report the incident to the
police nor call the Lancasters immediately. Instead, she went back to her home as if nothing had
happened!"
"What about Henry? What happened to him?" Obviously Yvonne was only worried about Henry's
safety.
Sue sighed. "Sir was in very bad condition when we found him. He was lying on the ground alone
with bruises all over his body. If we hadn't sent him to the hospital immediately, he might not have
made it out alive!"
As she finished, Sue wiped her eyes.
Yvonne's eyes were also red. "How could Jacqueline d o such a thing? Doesn't she love Henry?
How could she do something so cruel to him?"
"Love?" Sue started to laugh mockingly. "She loves herself more than she loves anyone else!"
"You're right. If she had actually loved Henry deeply, she couldn't have done such a cruel thing to
him." Yvonne nodded to Sue in agreement.
Sue nodded as well. "That's right. I feel that Jacqueline enjoyed being loved by sir more than she
loves him."
Yvonneâs heart sank and her lips curved. "What happened in the end? Did Jacqueline and the thugs
get what they deserve?"
"Hmph!" snorted Sue angrily. "Jacqueline was never punished for what she did. In fact, she flew
away from the country the next day out of fear that either sir or the master would seek revenge
against her. As for the thugs, they're still locked up in prison."
Yvonne raised her eyebrows as she heard what was being said, yet she couldnât understand
something." What is Henry thinking? Jacqueline already treated him so cruelly, yet he...â
"Sir is too infatuated with the girl to be able to think clearly.â Sue let out a cold sigh.
Yvonne was startled, but quickly laughed sarcastically. "You're right. He loves her so much that he
wouldn't be able to do anything against her. For her sake, he could even forsake his child's life.
What else would he not do for her?"
"Madam..." Sue was startled as she realized she had mistakenly said something wrong and shut
her eyes a s she was annoyed at herself. "Madam, it's all in the past now. Sir no longer loves
Jacqueline. The person h e loves now is you!â
Yvonne's face changed suddenly. "Me?â
"Yes, hasnât Dr. Summers told you?â
"He did say that to me, but I didnât believe him. If Henry loved me, he wouldnât have left me alone for
three years, he wouldn't have had any contact with Jacqueline. Thatâs why I did not believe him!"
said Yvonne with a cold expression.
Sue clearly understood why she could not believe it.
How could anyone believe it after all the things sir had done to her?
To most people, loving someone meant treating her well, protecting her, caring for her and not
letting any
harm come to her.
Yet sir's actions seemed more like what a man with a grudge would do instead, so it was
understandable as t o why madam couldn't believe it.
"It'll be alright. Sir clearly understands his true feelings now, so Iâm sure that he will treat you well
from now on." Sue opened the lid to stir the porridge i n the pot again.
Yvonne listened to all this without making a noise -she quietly put more wood into the fireplace. The
fire from the fireplace was so bright it lit half of her face, clearly showing the bitterness on her face.
Treat her well?
But Jacqueline made her lose all the confidence and dignity she had in her, and all that was left was
fear.
Fear that if she places her trust in him now, it will only end in suffering all over again.
Sue was focused on her cooking and did not notice Yvonne's bitter expression and continued to
say, "I know that you still love sir, otherwise you wouldn't show such care to sir. The same could be
said for sir a s well from his actions. So why don't you give him a chance? Happiness might be
waiting for you at the end of this road."
"I've given him a chance before." Yvonneâs voice was a little croaky.
She had given him a chance when she asked him to send Dominic Conrad to prison.
But he refused to do it because of Jacqueline!
"Sigh... The things that go through sir's head.â Sue shook her head. "Madam, the only reason why
I've told you so much is because I hope that you would thoroughly think about your actions so that
you don't have any regrets."
Yvonne gave a wry smile. "I understand that you genuinely want Henry and I to reconcile, but I still
have thorns in my heart and I canât bring myself to walk out of it.â
"That's because you haven't clearly thought things through. It'll all be fine once you do." Sue
caressed her head as she spoke, "Alright, the porridge is almost ready. Why don't you call sir to
have some food? He hasn't had anything to eat since last night.â
âAlright, I'll go and call him up now.â Yvonne put down the wood in her hand and got up to walk to
her room. 1
"Henry.â She knocked on the door.
There was no response.
Yvonne grew curious. Could he be sleeping?
Subconsciously, she gently opened up the door and walked inside to find a figure lying in bed. 2
"He actually went to sleep!â Yvonne stood by the bedside and lowered her head to look at the man.
The man's face was obviously exhausted with dark circles covering his eyes, even his forehead was
tightly knitted together. Obviously he wasn't sleeping well...
Hold on!
Yvonne squinted her eyes suspiciously and slightly bent her body, staring at Henry's face.
Was he faking to be asleep? 1
His jacket and shoes were still on. Surely he could not have slept in that condition.
She then gently poked at his arm with a finger and called him softly, "Henry? Henry?â
Henry was motionless.
Yvonne rubbed her chin and said, "Is he really asleep?"