As Yvonne thought about it, she immediately shot the idea down.
She just rejected him in front of so many people and embarrassed him. Why would he be worried
about her safety?
It would be a blessing if he didn't hate her already.
Yvonne closed her eyes when she thought about this." Mr. Lancaster, you should head back. I'll
take my leave now."
After she said that, she pulled the car door open and got into the car.
However, Henry didn't go back. Instead, he walked around the front of the car and opened the door
of the passenger seat before getting in.
When Yvonne saw this, she was surprised. "Mr. Lancaster, what are you doing?"
"Youâre being targeted so I'll be worried if you go back alone. I'll see you off," Henry replied lightly
while buckling his seat belt.
Yvonne's lips moved. "Mr. Lancaster, you know I'm being targeted so aren't you afraid that you
might get dragged into it as well if you follow me?"
"I'm just afraid that something might happen to you."
Henry looked into her eyes.
His eyes were serious. He was genuinely worried that something might happen to her.
Yvonne's pupils trembled. "Why?"
"Don't you know? I love you," Henry said casually.
Yvonne lowered her eyelids slightly. "Love? What a ridiculous word." 1
"Donât you believe me?" Henry frowned.
Yvonne laughed and said, "Why should I believe you? Itâs precisely because I believed in love that I
ended up like that many years ago. If it wasn't for the person who saved me, I wouldâve died in that
fire. Itâs ridiculous that the man who kept telling me that he loves me has absolutely no idea what I
went through."
When Henry heard her resentment, he felt very uncomfortable. He even felt a strong sense of guilt.
"That man... Who was it?" Henry asked nervously.
Yvonne raised her head slightly and inhaled, "Does this have anything to do with you, Mr.
Lancaster?"
"I want to know about your past," Henry said.
Yvonne sneered softly, "What can you do about it? Can you make it up for me?"
"If you want to, of course I..."
"Forget it. I don't want it, and you can never make it u p to me." Yvonne looked forward without any
expression on her face.
Her heart was already full of scars - how could he ever make it up to her?
"Mr. Lancaster, get out of the car," Yvonne ordered him.
Henry sat still. "I told you that I'll send you back."
"I don't need you!" Yvonne turned to look at him with her eyes full of determination.
Henry was adamant. "It's your business whether you need it or not and itâs mine to decide if I want
to send you or not. Start the car."
Yvonne laughed at his behavior, "Mr. Lancaster, why are you doing this? Why do you need to send
me off? Donât you hate me?"
"What do you mean?" Henry frowned.
Yvonne pointed out the window. "I mean, I rejected you in front of so many people and humiliated
you. Don't you hate me?"
Henry raised his eyebrows. "If thatâs what you are referring to, I don't hate you at all. Iâm not that
narrowminded. Itâs your right to accept or reject me."
Yvonne was startled to hear that. "You really don't hate me?"
"I never hated you," Henry told her seriously.
Yvonne pursed her lips. "But what if I told you that I knew that you were going to confess to me at
the party and I had already made the decision to reject and humiliate you even before that?"
Henry's eyes darkened. "Frederick told you?"
Yvonne did not answer.
Henry pinched the bridge of his nose, "I guess he did. But like I said, it's entirely up to you to accept
or reject me. However, I want to know why you wanted to humiliate me. And when you rejected me,
I saw the pleasure in your eyes. What was that about?"
After she rejected him, he could clearly see that there was a flash of pleasure in her eyes.
Yvonne didnât expect Henry to notice it, and she felt a little guilty.
She opened her eyes slightly and pretended to be cold as she said, "Nothing, I just felt like doing it."
"Everything happens for a reason in this world. I believe there must be a reason behind any form of
behavior. But if you don't want to say it, I won't force you either. All I want to know is, do you have
any feelings for me?"
When Henry asked her the question, he stretched out his hand to lift her chin and turn her face
towards him, so that she could only look at him.
Yvonne frowned and smacked his hand away. "No, I've never had any feelings for you, not at all.
Are you satisfied with this answer, Mr. Lancaster?"
Henry's pupils shrank and his heart throbbed.
He clenched his fists and his voice became a little
hoarse. "I don't believe you!"
"Believe it or not, Henry, let me tell you the truth. I've never had any feelings for you. I called you
Henry, but I was just toying with you. I treated you differently because I wanted you to fall in love
with me just so I could dump you. What a fun game this is."
Yvonne laughed and ridiculed him.
The pain in Henry's heart worsened when he heard what she said. His eyes became red. "So you
were just playing with my feelings?"
"Of course. Do you really think I'm in love with you? That's ridiculous. I don't believe in love
anymore, so why would I even fall in love? Henry, you're so much more interesting than I thought,"
Yvonne said coldly before reaching out to unfasten his seat belt and leaning forward to open his car
door.
But at the moment she leaned forward, Henry suddenly grabbed her by her waist and pulled her
into his arms. He then raised her chin, lowered his head, and kissed her deeply.
Yvonne did not expect him to do this and she was taken aback. It took her a while to realize what
had just happened.
She struggled and tried to push him away.
However, the man seemed to know that she would do this, so he hugged her even tighter. She
could barely move.
In the end, Yvonne panicked and bit Henry's tongue.
Henry released her and looked at her with his dark eyes.
However, Yvonne didnât dare to look at him. After she rubbed her lips, she opened the door of the
car and pushed him out.
She didnât use much strength, because she remembered that he just had brain surgery and he had
not healed completely, so he should not fall and hurt himself.
She used half of her strength instead. She was slightly relieved when she saw him standing steadily
after getting out of the car. Finally, she closed the car door, stepped on the accelerator, and drove
away.
Henry stood still as he looked at the car that was driving away. He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his
head, and images began to flash in his mind like a movie.
There were too many images in his mind. Henry tried t o control them and he could not stop. Those
images felt like they were suddenly forced into his head. It made his head hurt so much, as if it was
about to explode. His face turned pale like there was no blood left in his head.
Finally, he could not hold it anymore. He grabbed his hair with both hands and groaned before he
collapsed.
"Mr. Lancaster!" At the moment Henry fell to the ground, Joe ran out of the family residence and
caught him just in time. He quickly helped him back into the house.
Soon, the family doctor and Dr. Tom arrived in Henry's room.
Frederick watched anxiously while Theo sat on his lap. Theo seemed like he did not know what was
happening. He continued to play with his Rubik's Cube.
However, if one watched carefully, they would realize that Theo's movement of twisting the Rubik's
Cube was much slower than usual.
"Doctor, how is Mr. Lancaster?" Joe asked the family doctor immediately after he examined Henry.