Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 107 A Sudden Confession

Yvonne wished that Henry would help reject him.

However, Henry only threw a cold glance at her without saying anything else.

His behavior caused her pain. She felt like she was being treated unfairly too.

She released her grasp on his sleeve and smiled apologetically at Elliot. Her face was pale. "I'm sorry, M r. Taylor. I think we’ll pass on that."

"Why? Aren't you my friend?" Elliot turned the phone around in his hand and pretended to look at her in disappointment.

Yvonne pursed her lips. "About that... we've only met each other twice. I don't think we're friends."

"But I've treated you as my friend. I don't even know why, but I kind of admire you. I felt like I was your friend already the first time I met you. Unfortunately ..." He gave Henry a meaningful look.

Henry understood Elliot's underlying meaning. His facial expression worsened immensely.

Elliot indeed held those kinds of thoughts regarding Yvonne. He actually blamed Henry for snatching her away.

"Yvonne, what a good thing you did there!" Henry stared at Yvonne sternly.

It never occurred to Henry that an ordinary woman like Yvonne would be so attractive to other men.

She charmed Shane before. Now it was Elliot.

Yvonne was puzzled by what Henry said. She frowned in confusion. "Henry, what are you talking about?”

"I’m sure you know very well what I'm talking about!" Henry sneered.

Yvonne bit her lips. "Do I? How would I know if you're not being concise about it?"

Elliot could not help but burst into laughter.

Both Yvonne and Henry turned to look at him at the same time.

He coughed softly. "I'm sorry. I was indeed amused by what you said just now, Mr. Lancaster. By the way, not only Miss Frey failed to understand you, but I too was unable to understand your meaning. So you really shouldn’t blame Miss Frey for it.”

Henry sneered. "How dare you speak up for her!"

"No!” Elliot showed his forefinger and waved it before him. "I’m not speaking up for her. I’m just telling nothing but the truth. In fact, you enjoy a higher status and privilege. It’s quite difficult for ordinary people to understand you. Isn’t that right, Miss Frey?"

Yvonne moved her lips slightly, but she did not respond to Elliot.

Actually, she agreed with Elliot.

Every time Henry said something, he never revealed everything he wanted to say. He never made himself clear. Besides, he always left the words hanging, making her guess the rest of what he wanted to say.

She was quite exhausted by it.

When she thought about that, she took a deep breath. " Excuse me, I'll go to the washroom now.”

She then got up and left the private room, heading for the washroom.

In the bathroom, Yvonne stood before the sink and splashed some cold water on her face, calming herself down.

In fact, she did not understand Elliot's behavior and actions. Why did he insist on gaining her contact number? He even did that before Henry. Moreover, she rejected him directly, but still he refused to give up. It seemed like he was persistent at gaining her contact number.

What pained her the most was how Henry reacted. Elliot put her in a rather difficult position, but Henry did not even give her a helping hand. He even raised some sarcastic remarks which she could not understand.

She still did not know what she had done wrongly up until now.

Yvonne splashed herself with the cold water again. The cold water depicted the emotions she had now: cold and disheartened.

She sniffed her nose slightly, looking at her delicate face in the mirror and laughing bitterly.

She did not think that the reason Elliot wanted her contact number was because of the fact that he was charmed by her appearance. She had been married to Henry for three years now. She was good at seeing through people now although she was not good at other things. Although Elliot seemed passionate, he was actually quite a ruthless man. He would not fall for an ordinary woman like her.

But he persisted in getting her contact number. She could not help but wonder whether he had some kinds of schemes in mind.

When she thought about that, she took a piece of tissue paper from the tissue dispenser beside her and wiped her hands clean. She was about to head back to the private room and tell Henry about her doubt.

But when she stepped out of the washroom, a figure rushed toward her all of a sudden. He pinned her against the wall.

She smelled the man’s intoxicating cologne. Yvonne felt quite dizzy at the moment. She blushed deeply. "M r. Taylor, what are you doing?"

"Miss Frey, why don't you make a guess?" Elliot teased her.

Yvonne was slightly angry. "I can't and I won't. Please let me go, Mr. Taylor. What you’re doing is indecent!"

She pushed him slightly, trying to shove him away.

But she was not strong enough, and she failed in her attempt. At the same time, Elliot grabbed her hand and pulled it over her head. He then pinned her hand against the wall.

That was such an intimate movement. Yvonne was stunned for a short while. Soon, she became infuriated. "Mr. Taylor, are you aware of the fact that you’re sexually harassing me right now?"

She stared at Elliot angrily, intending to make him stop.

However, her action proved to no avail. Her anger seemed not threatening to Elliot, but she appeared rather cute with her angry facial expression.

"I'm aware of it," Elliot laughed softly.

Yvonne was outraged. "Then why don't you let go of m e?"

At first, she thought that he was a kind and brave man who acted justly in times of distress given that he helped to snatch her bag back.

It never occurred to her that he was such a shameless and wicked man!

"Sure I can let you go!" Elliot released her hand. Then, h e played with a lock of hair around her ear. "Give me your contact number. Then, I'll let you go!" "Why did you want my contact number so badly?"

Yvonne pulled her hair back and stared right at him.

Elliot smirked. "I told you just now in the private room. I kind of admire you."

"I don't believe you." Yvonne smiled coldly.

Her cold smile resembled Henry's a lot. Clearly, she got it from him.

Elliot's eyes became slightly dull. After a short while, h e turned to look at her passionately. "Fine, I’ll admit that I wasn’t telling you the entire truth just now. But what I said was indeed true. I truly admire you, and that’s why I want your contact number. However, it’s a different kind of admiration that I’m talking about now

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"What do you mean?" Looking at his eyes, unknowingly Yvonne became slightly nervous.

Elliot laughed softly. "I fell in love with you at first sight!” i

"You..." Yvonne looked at him in shock. She was in a daze for a long while.

Elliot got nearer to her. "Yvonne, I'm telling you the truth. I know that it’s hard for you to believe me. But it's the truth. I'm in love with you!"

Yvonne's lips twitched slightly. She was stunned by the sudden confession greatly. "I'm sorry, Mr. Taylor. I think... you're just drunk."

"I'm not. Yvonne, I'm being serious!" Elliot looked into Yvonne’s eyes passionately.

Yvonne averted her gaze directly. "I’m sorry, Mr.

Taylor. I cannot accept this news. You... shocked me. I don’t even understand why you like me in the first place.”

She did not look down on herself, but she knew about her own limitations.

She was well aware of the fact that exceptional men would only fall in love with the women who were as outstanding as them, just like Henry.

So she could not truly bring herself to believe that Elliot would like her.

"It's fine even if you cannot understand it because neither can I." Elliot lowered his beautiful eyes sadly. "I t happened in such a swift manner that I couldn’t react in time. When I finally realized it myself, I found that it was too late. You’re married to Henry."

Yvonne was stunned all of a sudden.

Undoubtedly, what he said touched her.

Falling in love with a person was indeed a thing that might happen in a swift manner, just like how she fell in love with Henry. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

When she fell in love with Henry, it happened at first sight. When she finally realized it, it was too late then. She had fallen deeply in love with him.

"Since you know that I'm married to Henry, why do you want to confess your feelings to me now?" Yvonne pursed her lips tightly.