Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 474 Is That Yvonne Frey?

Theo didn’t respond. He just looked at her for about a minute and released his hand.

Yvonne kissed his forehead. "Thank you for your trust, baby. Mommy won't leave you behind. Stay here with Daddy Shane and don't go anywhere. Mommy will be back soon."

After speaking, she nodded to Shane again and walked out of the room.

Yvonne had just washed her hands in the washroom when her mobile phone in the bag rang.

She blow dried her hand under the hot air blower a few times. After she felt that her hands were almost dry, she took the mobile phone out of her bag. When she saw the caller ID, she smiled and connected the phone.

"Mom!"

She walked out of the washroom as she spoke on the phone.

Right when she walked out of the washroom, she almost bumped into someone. Luckily, she twisted her body to the side and avoided it in time. Otherwise, she would’ve definitely knocked into that person.

"Sorry." Yvonne didn’t seem to know who the person was. After casually apologizing to that person, she walked past her. "Mom, I didn’t mean you. I almost ran into someone just now and apologized...”

Seeing Yvonne went further and further, the woman who almost ran into her looked frightened. A stormy sea was set off in her heart as if she had seen something terrible. Her whole body froze and she was unable to move her feet.

The woman muttered in disbelief. "How... What the hell?"

If she was right, that woman earlier should be Yvonne Frey.

No, that wasn’t right. Although that woman’s face looked like Yvonne, there were still some differences.

What exactly was going on?

Was that woman Yvonne Frey?

Jacqueline was stunned and she couldn't calm down for a very long time. At last, she didn’t go to the washroom and she stumbled back into the room.

She slammed the room door open. The adult and child in the room looked at her at the same time and she had a little displeasure in her eyes.

"Mommy, you scared Anna!" The little girl threw her silver fork and said in a sharp voice.

The man beside her frowned when he saw her action." Anna, who taught you to throw things? Pick them up!"

He gave severe orders.

The girl seemed to be scared. Her mouth pouted and her eyes were filled with tears. Then, her tears overflew and she looked aggrieved. "Daddy..."

She tried to be coquettish.

Henry Lancaster remained unmoved. He pointed at the silver fork on the ground and his voice became stern, "Pick it up!”

Anna's body trembled, but she didn’t dare to make him angry. She burst into tears and slowly got down from her chair to pick up the silver fork on the ground.

After picking it up, she looked at Jacqueline and stretched out her hands. It seemed that she wanted Jacqueline to hold and comfort her.

However, Jacqueline was sitting in a daze. She looked worried and didn’t notice Anna's action at all.

This made Anna feel even more unbearable and wronged. Her most adored father was fierce to her and her most loved mother ignored her.

She thought they didn't love her anymore! 1

Thinking about it, Anna sat down on the ground and cried harder. She was very willful that she kept kicking around with her short legs. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Seeing that scenario, Henry's temples bulged, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his whole body was filled with cold air.

Joe had always told him that Anna had a bad personality and was spoiled by Jacqueline. She was willful at a young age and even bullied other children i n the kindergarten.

However, he used to think that Joe was making a fuss about it. The Anna he saw was obedient and well-behaved, which wasn’t completely like what Joe said. Now, he knew that Joe might be right and his daughter was really spoiled.

Thinking of this, Henry pressed his eyebrows and yelled, "Don’t cry! I’ll send you back if you keep crying!"

When Anna heard this, her eyes widened and she immediately stopped crying. The cry was simply retractable at this time.

Henry ignored Anna and looked at the woman who was absentminded after returning from the washroom. He asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter with you?”

Jacqueline's eyes flashed. "I... I just saw someone."

"Who?"

Jacqueline bit her lip and replied, "I’m not sure if it's her."

Without any interest, Henry took a sip of the red wine and hummed.

Jacqueline clenched her fist and asked him, "Henry, have you met any strange people recently? Such as those who look like..." "Like who?" Henry was a little impatient seeing that she couldn’t complete her sentence.

Jacqueline shook her head and her eyes twinkled. "It's nothing."

She really didn't want to mention Yvonne Frey's name.

Six years ago, she set the woman on fire, but the woman’s body disappeared. In order to find out whether Yvonne was dead, she even went to the major media, fire stations, and police stations to ask about it. But they didn't find any corpses in the burned building.

It seemed that Yvonne may not be dead. She was either rescued or she escaped by herself.

Therefore, she had been living cautiously in the past six years. She was afraid that Yvonne would suddenly appear and ruin everything. And now, what she was worried about had finally come. But she didn't know whether Yvonne was the woman she met in the washroom earlier.

"Mommy, I met someone who looks a lot like daddy." Anna, who was sobbing at the side, suddenly came over and said something amazing.

Henry raised his eyebrow. "Like me?"

Anna nodded. "Yeah, it’s my classmate."

Jacqueline disagreed. "How similar is he?"

"Very similar." Anna stroked and described his eyes and nose that were very similar to Henry's.

After touching the features, she added, "I don’t like him!"

"Why?” Henry looked at her.

Anna pursed her lips with a look of disgust. "He's a mute. I talked to him and he ignored me."

He wasn’t sure why, but Henry felt a little uncomfortable and angry when he heard it.

"Who told you that you can say that your classmate is mute?" He stared at Anna unhappily.

Anna snorted, "I’m not wrong. He's really mute."

"You..."

"Henry!" Seeing that Henry was angry, Jacqueline was worried that her daughter would be taught a lesson again, so she quickly interrupted him, "Anna is still young. You should take no offense at a child’s babble. Don’t be like this..."

"Is she still young at five years old?” Henry also interrupted her and stared at her with a deep gaze. "A five-year-old should know the concept of right or wrong, what can be said, and what can’t be said. Are you the one who taught her about talking about people’s shortcomings loudly?"

Jacqueline's face became stiff and she was speechless.

Henry retracted his gaze coldly, ignored her, and continued to remind Anna, "You're not allowed to talk about your classmates like this in the future. Do you

hear me?"

Anna's eyes were red and she hummed reluctantly. She was very angry.

She didn't like Theo in the first place.

At that time, Theo was mute and she was right. But her dad was fierce to her when it came to Theo.

Wait for it. She definitely wouldn't let go of Theo! 1

Henry didn't know what bad idea Anna had in mind. H e heard his mobile phone ring in his pocket, so he put down the red wine in his hand and took his phone out.

The call was from Joe. He should be calling about the company business.

He stood up. "I’ll go out to answer the phone."

Jacqueline nodded.

Henry walked out of the room and arrived at a quiet corridor.

Other than him, another man and a woman were talking on the phone in the corridor.

Seeing the woman's side face, Henry’s pupils shrank and his heart quivered.

"Yvonne Frey?" He subconsciously called out the name that was both strange and familiar to him.