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Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 332

Henry threw her an indifferent glance. "Enough, this i s my business. You don't have to worry about it. If you've nothing to do, you can go to the nursing home t o take care of Grandpa from tomorrow onward."

"Alright.” Yvonne nodded at the mention of the old man.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two had improved a lot, Joe cleared his throat and stood up." Well then Mr. Lancaster, I shall take my leave now."

Henry hummed in response.

Joe gave Yvonne a smile before leaving the villa.

After he left, Sue put away the laptop and asked, "Sir, madam, would you like to have dinner now?"

Yvonne was taken aback for a moment before giving Henry a surprised look. "You haven't eaten yet?"

Henry pressed his thin lips. "I've been looking for you. When would I have had the time to eat?"

On top of that, how could he be in the mood to eat before he could find her?

Yvonne felt a little guilty at Henry's reply. "My bad. I won't act so impulsively next time, sorry.”

"It's okay. Let's eat now." Henry stood up and went to the dining room.

Yvonne looked at Sue, who smiled at her in return. " Let’s go, madam."

"Yeah." Yvonne nodded guiltily.

Henry went upstairs after dinner while Yvonne stayed in the living room.

After reading the design book for a while, she decided that it was about time to go upstairs and rest.

She returned to the room and was about to open the door when she noticed a faint bright light shining through the crack at the bottom of the door.

She was surprised at first, then turned the doorknob before walking in. When she saw the man sitting on the bed with a tablet in hand, she asked suspiciously," Why are you not working in your study today?"

"There's nothing much going on today. Go take a bath." He looked at her.

When Yvonne met his gaze, she instantly recalled the same way he looked at her in the living room earlier and her small face instantly turned as red as a tomato.

"O-Okay...” Yvonne picked her nails slowly as she made her way to the bathroom.

By the time she came out of the bathroom, it was an hour later.

Henry was no longer browsing on his tablet. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and was leaning against the bed head while reading an economics book.

"You..." She pointed to the glasses on his face in surprise and was about to ask something when Henry closed the book and interrupted her, "Come here.”

Yvonne put her finger away and walked over.

He left the book on the bedside table, then reached out and grabbed her by the wrist. He pulled her onto the bed, then flipped over and pinned her under him.

"Take off my glasses for me." He lowered his head and looked at her deeply.

His stare left Yvonne feeling dizzy as she obediently took off his glasses for him. "Why are you suddenly wearing these? I've never seen you wear them before."

"I got slight astigmatism from reading a lot of documents lately," Henry casually replied as he took the glasses from her hand and threw them aside. He then lifted her by the chin and stared at her lips for a few seconds.

"Kiss me," he commanded.

Yvonne was stunned for a moment. "K-...Kiss you?"

"Why? You don't know how to?" Henry stared into her eyes deeply.

Yvonne's eyes darted around nervously. "I..."

He interrupted her again, "You took the initiative before, so you don't have to be shy. Now hurry up!"

Yvonne recalled the memory too. She took a deep breath, then craned her neck and planted a kiss on the man’s lips.

Her kiss was as timid as ever. She didn't dare to be forceful and she didn’t dare to demand for more.

Henry got bored after a while. He let go of her chin and sighed in resignation, "You really haven't improved.”

That was all he said before he took the lead. He pried Yvonne's lips forcefully and the two melted into a passionate kiss...

It was going to be a long night for them.

Yvonne walked over and took a seat. "Sue, what time did Henry leave?"

Sue was getting her a bowl of soup when she heard her question. "He left quite some time ago, around ten i n the morning if I'm not mistaken."

Yvonne took a mouthful of pasta. "That’s quite late, are things okay at the company?"

"Sir mentioned that he’s not going to the company today. I think he’s going to bid for that land at the North Shore." Sue set the bowl of soup down in front o f Yvonne.

Yvonne picked it up and took a sip. "That piece of land? So he has decided to buy it?"

"Does he even have an option? The villas still need to b e developed,” Sue said with a smile.

Yvonne shook her head. "That's not what I meant.

During the last business alliance meeting, the discussion between Henry and Mr. Wright didn’t go that well so I thought Henry would give up on the land. Little did I expect that he'd decide to buy it in the end."

"Yeah, I know." Sue sat down across from her.

Yvonne looked at her curiously. "You knew?"

"Yeah, Mr. Woods swung by this morning. He said that except for the land at the North Shore, all the other lands that sir wanted would be expropriated by the government for constructing large public venues. I didn't listen to the details, but that was all I heard." Sue repeated the content of the conversation she

heard to Yvonne.

Yvonne pondered for a few seconds then sighed, "I see, no wonder Henry suddenly changed his mind. It turned out that this was his only option. However, I still find it very strange."

"Strange?” Sue asked.

Yvonne put down her fork. "About those lands. Even if the government wants to expropriate the lands, they shouldn't be expropriated all at once. Those lands are scattered across different areas, and the government probably isn't going to build so many public venues at the same time. The coincidence smells fishy to me."

"Now that you mention it, it does smell fishy. Why did the government choose to expropriate those lands now of all times?" Sue agreed while stroking her chin.

Yvonne pressed her lips. "It's almost like someone purposely left the land at the North Shore for Henry to bid on."

"Madam... do you think it's a trap?" Sue questioned in fear.

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