"Youâll know what it is after you open it up."
Hearing that, Henry opened the folder directly without any hesitation. He took out the things inside,
only to realize that it was a check with a large amount of money and two transfer memoranda of
house properties.
"Where did you get these?" Henry lifted the folder and asked her.
Yvonne took a sip of water and replied, "Grandpa gave it to me. When I asked for his permission on
our divorce before, he gave me these, saying that they're m y alimony for the divorce. But we didn't
divorce each other. Certainly, I need to return it to you and Grandpa."
At first, she planned to return it to him on the day she returned to the city, but she had forgotten
about it.
After that, she found the document folder and put it o n the coffee table, meaning to give it to him
the next time she met him.
Once when she drank a glass of water there, and she accidentally knocked it over on the coffee
table. So she put the folder in the partition underneath the coffee table for fear that she might
dampen the documents. Surprisingly, she had forgotten all of that until then. If she did not see it
now, she might never remember it. Her memory was indeed not as good as before.
"Why do you want to return it to me?" Henry put the check and memoranda back into the folder. He
then handed it to Yvonne. "Since Grandpa gave it to you, you should keep it with you."
"But..."
"No more buts. Take it." Henry did not allow her to resist him.
Henry was just too stubborn. So she had no choice but to take it and put it under the coffee table
again.
"Madam, it's time for dinner." At that moment, Sue wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen.
Seeing Henry there, she was stunned for a short while. She then smiled and said, "Sir, youâre
awake." 1
"Yes." Henry nodded.
"No wonder madam took the bowl of vegetable soup just now. That's good. I was meaning to ask
madam to wake you up for dinner. It seems like I donât have to do that now. Quickly wash your
hands and get ready for dinner.â Sue greeted them.
Henry got up. "Let's go and have dinner.â
"Fine,â Yvonne responded and followed behind him into the dining room.
The dinner was quite grand, and Yvonne rather enjoyed it.
But Henry felt slightly uncomfortable, so he did not eat much.
At last, there was a lot of leftover on the dining table.
Seeing that, Yvonne was saddened. "Don't drink so much alcohol next time around. If you want, you
can always drink red wine since it's not so strong. Besides, the wounds on your back have not fully
recovered. Arenât you afraid that you might get inflammation?"
"Are you worried about me?" Henry looked at her.
Yvonne averted her gaze. "Since you said so."
Henry chuckled in a low voice. "Donât worry. I'm fine. They've formed scabs."
"You've not fully recovered yet even if they've formed scabs. You need to be more careful." As she
said so, she rolled her eyes at him before getting up to return t o the bedroom.
Henry walked into the bedroom with her. She squatted down before the bedside cabinet. Seeing her
like that, he could not help but ask her, "What are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for your medical record. I want to see when your follow-up visit to the hospital is." As
she was looking for it, she answered him.
Soon, she found a small green book. She said happily," Yes, I got it." "Do you have to be so happy
after you found it?" Henry smirked slightly.
Yvonne did not bother about him. She opened the book and checked the date for a follow-up visit.
After she found it, she pointed to the book and said to Henry seriously, "See? It's tomorrow. You
need to go to the hospital tomorrow.â
"I need to go to work tomorrow," said Henry.
Hearing that, Yvonne hesitated for a short while." Then you can go in the afternoon since Dr.
Summers will do the checkup for you. He'll still be there even if you go in the afternoon."
Henry sneered. "Of course he will be there. He almost treats the hospital like his home now."
"It means that he's responsible,â said Yvonne subconsciously.
Henry's facial expression soon worsened. "Thatâs enough. Don't talk about him. Help me apply the
medicine."
He soon started unbuttoning his shirt.
It was actually not a big deal unbuttoning oneâs shirt. But for an unknown reason, the way he did it
was rather seductive.
Yvonne soon blushed. She knew that she was now thinking about things which she should not be
thinking about at that moment. She soon pretended to be choked and coughed slightly. She calmed
herself down and took up the medicine beside her to prepare t o put on the medicine for him.
For the past two days, it seemed like he had moved to the apartment. At first, Sue just brought a
small suitcase for him which contained his clothes. After that, Sue started to move his things there,
including his medicine and some of his articles for daily use.
So that was why she had both his medical record and medicine there.
"Lie down on your stomach. Iâll put the medicine for you," Yvonne said to Henry given that he was
done unbuttoning his shirt.
Henry lay down on the bed directly.
The minute Yvonne took off his shirt, she drew in a cold breath.
"What's wrong?â Henry closed his eyes and asked her intentionally.
Yvonne swallowed slightly. "Nothing. It's just your scars on your back..."
"A lot, right?" Henry asked calmly.
Yvonne nodded. "Yes."
It was the first time she saw the scars on his back clearly after he took off the bandages. The scars
were a few inches long, and they stuck on his back in an entangling manner. Some were old
wounds, and some others still appeared pink. The scabs which formed recently seemed quite
frightening. She was soon filled with goosebumps.
"How could Grandpa be so harsh on you?" Yvonne did not dare to touch his new wounds. She
could only caress his old wounds softly.
Henry moved slightly and adjusted his position. He then said, "When Grandpa was young, he was
very good in the army. So he's kinda harsh in beating people up."
"I see." Yvonne nodded, understanding him. "But he was still too harsh. Are these few scars left
behind from three years ago?"
Henry's body stiffened. He soon opened his eyes and turned around to look at her. "Who told you
that?"
"Sue."
"What more did she tell you?" Henry looked at her and asked in a deep voice.
Yvonne did not know whether he was angry because she had brought up the past all of a sudden.
She became nervous all of a sudden.
Seeing that she made no reply for a long time, he thought about it for a while and realized what her
worry was.
He then sighed and put away his cold look. He used a gentler voice. "Tell me. I won't blame you."
"Really?" Yvonne did not believe him.
Henry nodded. "Yes." "Then I'll tell you about it." Yvonne twisted the cap and applied the medicine
for him. As she was doing that, she said, "Sue told me what happened on your birthday three years
ago. So I knew that your old scars were from Grandpa. He beat you up because of Jacqueline. It's
because you almost lost your life because of Jacqueline at that time."
After that, she soon turned to look at his facial expression. She wanted to see whether he would be
annoyed by it.
But the result shocked her. He appeared calm, and he had no other facial expression.
'What's wrong?â
"What are you looking at?" Henry lifted his eyelids and saw how Yvonne looked at him.
Yvonne's eyes fluttered and averted her gaze." Nothing. I've told you everything. That's all I know.
Sue only told me this. She said nothing about the rest."
Henry closed his eyes again and said lazily, "If you want to know about it, you can ask me. I can tell
you about it."
Yvonne was slightly shocked. "Will you tell me about your past with Miss Conrad?"
"Previously, I wouldn't. Now, I will."
"Why?"
"No specific reason. Besides, I want to tell you that you don't have to be concerned about
Jacqueline anymore.â As he was saying that, he pursed his thin lips coldly, but Yvonne was
unaware of it.
But Yvonne was frightened by what he said just now." Jacqueline? Did you just address her as
Jacqueline instead of Jackie?"
Did she hear him wrongly just now?