Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 180

Frederick waved at the file that he was holding," Master had me investigate what happened."

Yvonne was startled, "I had almost forgotten. There is nothing Grandpa can't find out if he wants to..." 1

"That's why you should've told him the truth when you had the chance earlier," said Frederick, his eyes showed pity towards Yvonne.

Yvonne sniffled, "I couldn't tell him, I was scared."

Henry would’ve pinned her as the prime suspect if the old man found out what had happened. She feared Henry would hate her for it.

It would be no surprise for Henry to hate her even more if the old man decided to deal with Jacqueline.

3 years ago, he had already cruelly abandoned her to live alone in the house for 3 years all because he had t o wed her.

Now, if she told the old man the truth about what had happened and the old man were to take it all out on Jacqueline, there was no telling what Henry would do t o her. That’s why she couldn’t tell the old man what happened.

Frederick could see right through what Yvonne was thinking and couldn’t help but sigh, "Rest easy madam. Leave this to the master, he will surely do you

justice.”

Yvonne’s lips curved and gave a bitter smile, "Justice? Henry couldn't give that to me. Will Grandpa really be willing to help me instead?"

"Things are different with master. Unlike sir, he doesn't have a single shred of sympathy towards the Conrads, and hence you should believe him," replied Frederick with encouragement.

Yvonne bit her lip, "Alright, I trust Grandpa."

"That’s good, you should head back home and rest madam."

"I will, thank you, Frederick." Yvonne wiped the tears off her eyes and left the residence.

The smile on Frederick's face waned as she left, turning into a very stern expression as he looked at the file in his hands. "You've really done it this time M r. Lancaster, I'm very disappointed in you."

Shaking his head, Frederick turned around and headed to the old man's study.

"Have you discovered what happened?" said the tired old man as he saw Frederick entering the room.

Frederick handed over the file to the old man, "Yes master, but I would advise for you to be mentally ready before reading the contents."

"Why?" said the old man as he looked at Frederick suspiciously.

Frederick sighed without saying a word.

Even more confused, the old man hurriedly put aside his cane, swiftly took the file, and opened it to read the contents.

After reading it, the old man’s face flushed red with anger. He was shaking uncontrollably and his sharp eyes grew red. "My poor child, unable to even see the world, all because of the Conrads...” 1

"Master.” Frederick was worried that the old man would faint. He hurriedly went to the old man's side and gently tapped his rubbed his back so that he could breathe.

The old man raised his shivering hand as he held onto the file. "Oh Frederick, what have I done to deserve such a grandson? How could he do such a thing to his own flesh and blood? How could he cast away all logic and reasoning for that Conrad girl?”

Frederick did not reply.

The old man slammed the file onto the table." Frederick, I want you to order Henry to come and see me immediately.”

"Master, we shouldn’t act hastily towards sir,” replied Frederick suddenly.

The old man stared at him. "What do you mean?”

"Why don't we ask Sue about how they have been living with each other? There might be something that we are not aware of. I believe we should gather all the facts first," suggested Frederick.

The old man thought for a while and said, "True."

"Then I shall contact Sue now," said Frederick as he took out his cellphone.

The phone call lasted an hour. During this time, the old man had grown even angrier, so angry that he might pop his veins.

When it was over, the old man ordered Sue to immediately get Henry to see him at his residence.

Sue went to Henry's study and knocked on his door while holding her phone. "Sir."

Henry opened the door. "Has Yvonne returned home?"

"No sir, madam has not returned yet," replied Sue as she shook her head.

Henry pursed his lips, "Where has she gone to?"

"I am not sure sir, madam did not say," replied Sue as her eyes flashed.

Sue actually had not known initially, but she did now after the phone call with the old man.

Sue's suspicious behavior was so obvious that Henry could tell right away that she was lying. His thin lips frowned, "Tell me, where has she been?"

Sue sighed, "Madam went to the Lancaster residence. Master just called me as well, and he has asked for you to meet him immediately."

"The Lancaster residence?" Henry squinted his eyes. H e felt very uneasy upon hearing this news. "What was she doing at the residence?"

"Silence?" asked the old man. As he saw Henry kneeling there silently, he couldn't stop himself from thinking of the innocent child and grew even angrier." Frederick!"

The old man roared.

Frederick entered the room. "Master."

"Bring me my whip," ordered the old man as he looked at Frederick with his cold eyes.

Frederick's eyes opened wide. "Your whip?"

Henry was taken aback as well.

The old man saw the frozen Frederick and raised his voice again, "Hurry up!"

"Un...understood master, I'll go get it at once." Frederick nodded and hurriedly left the room to do as he was told.

Who knew the old man would once again crack his whip?

3 years ago, the old man had unleashed his anger and whipped Henry once when he put himself in danger because of Jacqueline.

The old man was about to whip him once again!

But at the thought of what Henry had done, Frederick felt that Henry had deserved it as well.

With that thought, Frederick hastened to the old man's room, retrieved the whip, and rushed back into the study to pass the whip to the old man.

The old man took the whip and immediately lashed it at Henry's back.

The sound of the whip cracking was so loud it traveled through the entire study.

You could tell that the old man did not hold back at all. Henry’s shirt had torn open from just that whip alone.

Henry gritted his teeth to endure the pain without a single groan. His forehead was covered in sweat.

"Tell me, what sin have you committed?" asked the old man again.

Henry continued to remain silent.

His actions obviously angered the old man even more.

"Silence again?" mocked the old man. His anger turned into a sarcastic laugh as he raised his whip again.