"I'm sorry!" Henry apologized to her.
Yvonne was stunned. "Why are you apologizing to me all of a sudden?"
"I figured something out.â Henry put his head near her neck.
Yvonne blinked her eyes. "So what does it have to do with your apology?"
"Nothing." Henry laughed in a deep voice. He did not plan to tell her the reason for his apology. He
then nudged her neck slightly and changed the topic. "Iâll tell you some good news."
"What kind of good news?" Yvonne yawned.
She was suddenly awakened by him, so she was fully conscious yet.
"Dominic is returning soon," said Henry.
Yvonne widened her eyes. "Is he?â
"Yes.â
"Why is he returning from abroad? Didn't you go and ask him to move abroad purposely? How dare
he come back here!â Yvonne was slightly puzzled.
Henry then told Yvonne the reason for Dominic's return.
Yvonne was silent for a few seconds after hearing that. "I see. But why did you say that it's good
news?"
"How can I make him go to jail if he doesn't come back here?" Henry looked up at her. "The crime
he committed is not enough for us to take him into custody across borders. So we have to make
him return here if we want to send him to jail."
After hearing Henryâs explanation, Yvonne finally understood why he claimed that it was good news.
It was indeed good news. Yvonne became slightly eager too. "When will he be back?"
"Most probably this month.â Henry gave a rather uncertain answer.
But Yvonne was more than satisfied with it.
A month was certainly shorter than a few months.
Certainly, she hoped that Dominic could be sent to jail sooner.
"Henry, thank you." Yvonne thanked him.
Henry laughed in a deep voice. "You call my name again at last. Ever since you came back from the
village, you never called me by my name. You only said my name when I forced you to do so in the
village."
She still could not bring herself to trust him entirely.
But she soon started pouring her heart out for him slightly after hearing that Dominic would be
returning
soon.
Her eyes fluttered, and she was about to say something else. But at that moment, her stomach
growled all of a sudden.
She blushed, and she was slightly embarrassed. "This H
"Are you hungry?" Henry leaned his forehead against hers.
Yvonne could not move, so she replied that she was indeed hungry.
"Yes, you should be hungry by now after such a long time. What do you want to eat?" asked Henry.
Yvonne thought about it for a short while. At last, she replied, "Anything.â
His cooking skills were so much better than hers, and he could cook delicious food. So, she did not
have to b e picky.
"Fine. I'll go to the kitchen and take a look.â After that, he got up, left the bedroom, and went toward
the kitchen.
Yvonne could not help but smile faintly as she looked toward the bedroom door.
In the past, he always appeared cold and aloof, and he could not even bother to look at her. Who
would have thought that a man like that would go and cook for her in person just because she was
hungry?
She definitely wouldnât have believed such a thing in the past.
So the change in Henry was rather drastic. She even began to doubt whether the current Henry
was the true him and if he only pretended to be cold and aloof i n the past.
She could not be sure whether he was pretending in the past. But she could not bother to make a
guess either. She then stretched her body and fished for her phone which was placed on the
bedside cupboard.
"Itâs half-past eight now. How late it is!" Yvonne muttered once before she put the blanket aside, got
out of bed, and went to the bathroom for her bath.
After her bath, she walked out of the bathroom, only to realize that Henry was done cooking their
dinner. He was now holding two big plates in his hands, leaving the kitchen. There was such a
pleasant smell.
"What did you make?" Yvonne sniffed slightly and asked him.
Henry put the plates on the dining tables. "Itâs spaghetti. Do you want some?"
"Yes." Yvonne nodded without any hesitation.
The food smelled so good. She was indeed a fool if she did not want that.
"Come here if you want." Henry waved at her.
Yvonne quickly put down the towel in her hands and rushed toward the dining table. She then fixed
her eyes on the plates of spaghetti.
He made two plates of spaghetti with tomato and eggs. The yellowish spaghetti matched the red
tomatoes and yellow eggs. He even put some green bay leaves on the spaghetti. The mixture of
colors made quite a good sight there. 1
"Why are you daydreaming? Aren't you going to eat i t?" Henry took up the spoon and knocked her
head softly.
Yvonne stared at him. She then pulled out the chair and took her seat. "Who said that Iâm not eating
this? I just think that the plates of spaghetti look quite nice."
It was indeed quite pleasing to the eyes, and she could never cook like that.
"If it's nice, just finish it up." Henry handed the fork and spoon to her.
Yvonne replied that she would. "Don't worry. Iâll finish it up."
After that, she started to use the fork and spoon to enjoy her meal.
His cooking skills indeed did not disappoint her. The moment she savored the spaghetti, she was
soon impressed by his cooking skills. Although it burned her tongue, she only fanned her mouth and
she didnât want to spit them out.
Henry sighed at her stupidity.
Although she didn't have many lessons from the etiquette coach, she still learned something at
least. But why did she still act like that?
But it was fine. He found it rather nice if she acted like that. There were too many people who were
bound by the rules and regulations in their circles. Her characteristics and behavior made her rather
special. 1
Henry put down the fork and spoon all of a sudden and said, "I need to tell you another thing.â
As she was eating, she looked at him. She then mumbled her question. "What is it?"
"I fired Jason.â After that, he fixed his eyes on her, trying to see if she had an opinion about that.
However, Yvonne was only stunned for a second. She then continued eating her food calmly. "It's
fine even i f you fire him. A person like him is unsuited to work i n a company.â
Henry was rather surprised by her reply. He raised his eyebrows, "I thought that you would...â
"Did you think that I'd be upset about it?" Yvonne smiled at him.
Henry slightly lifted his chin reservedly.
Yvonne took a bite and replied, "I wouldn't, given that I know perfectly well what kind of a person
Jason is. He'd be fired sooner or later. Besides, he must have done something given that you
decided to fire him
now."
"Do you trust me so much?" Henry raised his eyebrows.
Yvonne nodded. "I know you, and you won't fire anyone without any reason."
Henry felt good and smirked. "That's right. I won't fire anybody without a valid reason. The reason I
fired him is because heâs been..."
Henry told Yvonne what he heard from Joe.
After Yvonne listened to him, she sighed. "Then it serves him right. I didnât promise to recommend a
job for him at first, but you hired him anyway..."
"He's your younger brother." Henry opened his thin lips slightly.
At first, he gave Jason a job for her sake.
Yvonne certainly understood what he meant. She smiled bitterly. "That's right. He's my younger
brother. But I wonât treat him as my younger brother anymore from now on."
That morning, Jason slapped her. It completely crushed any feeling she ever felt for him.
"You don't want to treat him as your brother." Henry raised his eyebrows slightly. "What do you
mean by that?"
"It means that Iâll treat him as a stranger from now o n," Yvonne explained.
Henry supported his head with both his hands. "Are
you able to do that?"
Yvonne lowered her eyelids. "I don't know, but I'll try m y best."
"I hope so." Henry seemed not to have full trust in her, but he did not point that out openly for fear
that she might feel defeated. So he changed to another question. "Do you still think that you were
wrong regarding what happened in the morning?"