Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 154

"It's nothing, go away. I'm going to sleep." Jacqueline pulled her blanket over her head and ignored him.

Henry pursed his lips and looked at her for a few seconds with misgiving in his eyes. "Jackie, I wish you wouldn't do anything foolish."

Jacqueline trembled for a second under her blanket, but she didn't respond.

Henry knew she deliberately ended the conversation but he didn't push her. He simply strode out of the hospital room.

Shane raised his brow when he saw Henry walking out with a moody expression. "What's wrong with you? " Shane couldn't help asking.

Henry pulled out a cigarette pack from his pocket and shook a cigarette out of it, "For now, assign a few more nurses to look after Jackie in 24-hour shifts."

"Why are you suddenly giving such an order?" Shane pushed his spectacles up doubtfully.

Henry leaned against the cold wall and exhaled a puff of smoke before remarking coldly, "I guess Jackie will do something foolish like attempting suicide again."

The words that Jacqueline said to him just now were similar to her threat over the phone on Yvonne's birthday.

He didn't take it to heart that time, and what greeted him next was news of Jacqueline's suicide.

Now that Jacqueline had said the same words again, h e had to be wary.

"What? She will try something foolish, like attempting suicide again?" Shane was shocked by what Henry said. His expression turned grim, "Henry, are you serious?"

"I'm not sure. But, we'll have to keep an eye on her." Henry flicked his cigarette ash.

Shane contemplated for a moment, "Okay, I know. I'll make the arrangements, and I'll get the nurse to remove all sharp objects from her room later. She won't have the chance to attempt suicide again."

"Okay, I'm counting on you." Henry nodded.

Shane tsked, "Say, don't you think the woman is preposterous now?"

Henry's eyelids were lowered. He didn't reply, not showing what he was thinking at that time.

When Shane noticed his cold and distant reaction, he sulked slightly as he found it uninteresting. "Forget it. Just treat it like I didn't say that. I'm going to ask your right now - how do you plan on keeping her alive?"

"Using your initial suggestion," Henry replied back bluntly.

Shane frowned, "You mean, the method I told you about before we were sure that Yvonne's bone marrow was a match?"

"Yes, you said at the time that the solution would stabilize Jackie for the time being. It should still work, or at least, it could give us more time before I can find a new bone marrow." Henry watched Shane.

"It still works," Shane said, touching his chin. "But Henry, as I said before, this route has a very high risk. I f rejection occurs, Jacqueline will be in danger."

"I trust your abilities." Henry patted him on the shoulder.

Shane's mouth twitched, "If you think so highly of me, wouldn't I be letting you down if I fail?"

Henry snorted and didn't say anything.

Shane sighed, "Okay, I know what I should do. This suddenly has become a lot more stressful."

After he said that, he raised his wrist looked at his watch, "Henry, I can't talk anymore, I have an operation coming up, so I'll go first."

"Okay," Henry answered.

After Shane left, he pulled out another cigarette and lit it. He stood alone in the cold, quiet hallway, smoking i n silence.

He stayed there until he finished the cigarette. He looked back at the ward behind him before he threw away the cigarette butt and left the hospital.

When he returned to the villa, Henry coincidentally walked in on Yvonne learning etiquette from her etiquette teacher.

Although the etiquette teacher had been teaching her for some time, it was the first time he had ever seen her in a lesson.

In the spur of the moment, he suddenly found it rather interesting. To avoid disturbing them, he changed out of his shoes and stood at the doorway and watched them quietly.

After watching for a while, he couldn't bear watching any longer.

Henry knew that the etiquette teacher had misunderstood what he meant. He walked over to the sofa and sat down before explaining nonchalantly," I'm not firing you. My wife is pregnant. She isn't doing too well. After her pregnancy stabilizes, I'll let you know when you can continue teaching her."

"I see." The etiquette teacher was relieved. She smiled and congratulated him, "Mr. Lancanster, you are going to be a father soon. Congratulations."

"Thank you." Henry nodded.

Yvonne was elated.

She realized he was doing this for her and the baby.

She had assumed that he was disappointed in her because she had been learning etiquette but wasn't making much progress.

"Since Mr. Lancaster has decided to temporarily suspend Mrs. Lancaster's lessons, I won't stay any longer. I'll take my leave." After saying that, the etiquette teacher took her bag and left.

As soon as she left, Yvonne's straightened back immediately slouched. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Henry looked askance at her, "The moment the teacher leaves, you revert to your original form?"

Yvonne smiled, a little embarrassed, "I don't want to, but I've kept my back straight for too long. It's a little sore, so I'm more comfortable like this."

"Pft, excuses," Henry said disdainfully.

Yvonne touched the tip of her nose and quickly changed the subject, "By the way, Henry. Since you're letting me temporarily stop etiquette lessons, will I still need to attend the charity banquet next month?"

"I’ve told the organizers that I'll bring you along, so you still have to attend. But, you'll have to do whatever I tell you to do when the time comes. Don't say anything you shouldn't say and don't do anything you shouldn't do. Otherwise, you'll make a joke out of yourself, and you will embarrass yourself and the Lancaster family," Henry warned with a deep voice.

Yvonne nodded earnestly, "I know. I'll be good and listen to you. I won't embarrass the Lancaster family."

"Good." Henry acknowledged, satisfied. Then, he thought of something and instructed, "From tomorrow onwards, you'll stay at home to rest for your pregnancy, don't go to work until the baby is born."

"Don't go to work?" Yvonne exclaimed.

Henry cocked an eyebrow, "What's wrong? You seem dissatisfied by my arrangement?"