Chapter 69 Being Airsick


    The others perked up their ears in anticipation of the answer, especially Lte whose eyes bulged


    and overflowed with curiosity as they darted back and forth Henry and Yvonne.


    The only one there who was not surprised was probably Joe.


    Facing the executive''s inquiry and everyone else’s inquisitive gaze, Yvonne got nervous with her


    palms sweating.


    "Mr. Lancaster and I... We...” She bit her lips and stuttered, not knowing how to answer with her


    nk mind.


    "We came together." Henry picked up from where she had left off.


    Yvonne looked at him bbergasted. "Mr. Lancaster..."


    What did he mean? Was he going to divulge their rtionship?


    Henry did not spare a nce at Yvonne while he tossed his car key to the chauffeur Joe had


    arranged and exined tly, "Miss Frey went to my house to pack for me, so we came over


    together."


    The reason made sense and was just. It did not seem like anything was out of ce.


    The crowd of employees nodded, their curiosity appeased, as they lined up for their boarding pass


    at the airport.


    Yvonne followed behind Henry alongside the other three secretaries, staring at his tall back with


    complex emotions.


    She had thought too much. How could he ever disclose their rtionship? If he thought to do so, he


    would not have warned her like that three years ago!


    Yvonne hung her head with a bitter chortle as she ced her suitcase on the security check.


    After a series of procedures, she sessfully boarded the aircraft.


    There was still some time before departure, so Lte ran to her. "Yvonne, tell me honestly. What''s


    going on between you and Mr. Lancaster?"


    "Didn''t he exin it just now?" Yvonne''s gaze was evasive when she spoke.


    Lte did not buy it as she pouted. "Come on, do I not know you well enough? You looked like you


    got caught just now, like you wanted to lie but you didn''t know what to say. Although Mr. Lancaster


    exined after that, it''s obvious that he was lying too when you were so surprised.”


    "Why didn''t you be a detective?" Yvonne looked a t her friend in a stupor.


    Her analysis was correct! She did not even know that her best friend had such amazing observation


    skills!


    Lte cackled. "Forget about being a detective. I''m just more gifted at gossip. It’s about time you


    tell me what rtionship you have with Mr. Lancaster, yeah?"


    "Actually, we’re unrted... We knew each other in the past. He’s my husband''s friend."


    Yvonne could feel her heart bleed when she uttered the words. At the same time, she could only


    give her thigh a hard pinch to prevent herself from looking guilty in front of Lte.


    She was putting herself in pain to remind herself not t o let the cat out of the bag.


    Lte actually did not notice her anomaly as she stroked her chin in saying, "Your husband''s


    friend?"


    "Mm. I didn''t want others to think that I got Mr. Lancaster’s regard by using the backdoor, so I could


    only hide it from everyone. Lyn, you mustn''t expose m e," Yvonne lowered her voice as she spoke


    while looking around.


    Lte patted her chest in assurance. "Don''t worry. I won''t tell anyone. But why didn''t you tell me in


    the beginning?"


    "I didn''t think it was necessary."


    "Pfft, you just didn’t want to." Lte rolled her eyes.


    Yvonneughed dryly. "Okay, Lyn, we''re taking off soon. Go back to your ce first." "Sure, I’ll head


    back now. Talk to youter when wend. I’m really curious about your husband''s identity. You said


    that he''s just someone ordinary but now you say that he''s friends with Mr. Lancaster...”


    Yvonne froze slightly as her heart lurched.


    Lte kept her eyes trained on her. "How could someone be ordinary when they could be friends


    with Mr. Lancaster? Yvonne, don''t you lie to meter."


    She winked and left, leaving a helpless Yvonne who felt like she had pushed herself into a trap.


    She never thought that Lte would remember what she said at the weing party so clearly


    and found the contradiction ording to what she said just now.


    In spite of it, she was not wrong. Henry was an ordinary man. What was unusual was his identity


    was the Lancaster Group''s CEO.


    As for her exnation of being friends, she could make one up since she could not be honest about


    her rtionship with Henry.


    With this thought in mind, Yvonne blinked and chuckled to herself. She seemed to have thought


    about an excuse that could stave Lte’s curiosity off when theyndedter, i


    "Miss Frey!"


    "Here!” Yvonne snapped out of her train of thoughts and looked up toward the source of the voice


    when she heard someone calling out for her.


    Joe was looking at her with a smile standing at the connecting entrance between business ss


    and economy ss.


    Yvonne removed her seatbelt and walked over under the other employees'' questioning gaze. "Is


    something the matter, Mr. Woods?"


    "It’s Mr. Lancaster who''s asking for you,” Joe answered softly.


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    "Mr. Lancaster?”


    "Yes,e with me." Joe turned and headed to the business ss section.


    Without any choice, Yvonne spread the curtain and followed him. Joe led her through the business


    ss t o first ss.


    "Mr. Lancaster is inside. Miss Frey, go ahead." Joe pulled the curtain apart for her.


    Thanking him, Yvonne entered.


    Henry had booked the first-ss section of the ne a s he was the only one in there. He was


    seated in the first row, and Yvonne could see him at first nce.


    "Mr. Lancaster, is something the matter?" Yvonne walked over to him and asked softly.


    Closing the economy magazine in his hands, Henry answered, "No, just asking you to sit here."


    "Sit here?" Yvonne pointed at herself in astonishment.


    "Mm." Henry hummed with a nce at her.


    "But why?”


    "No reason. Sit when you’re asked to." Henry frowned.


    There was a reason. She had donated her bone marrow. She would not be in the pink of her health


    like she used to. Henry had consulted Shane and knew that she could feel ufortable during a


    ne ride. He could see how she was doing at any time by having her here.


    "Okay.” Noticing the man’s impatience, Yvonne said nothing more and sat down beside him


    obediently.


    Not too long after that, the announcement that they would be taking off came from the air


    stewardess.


    Yvonne grasped her seatbelt, feeling inexplicably nervous. As seconds and minutes trickled, the


    ne finally took off. She held her breath and leaned back.


    Yvonne knew that some people would feel slightly sick when the ne took off. She was one of


    those people, thus she held her breath every time she took a ne ride.


    Thinking that the difort this time was more or less the same as the past, it never crossed


    Yvonne''s mind that she was horribly mistaken. 1


    The moment the ne glided into the sky, Yvonne felt a rush of nausea. Her ears buzzed and her


    head was swimming. Even her chest felt like there was a rock o n it, stopping her from breathing


    properly. 1


    She could not help groaning in pain and Henry heard i t. rmed, the man put down his magazine


    at once.


    "How are you feeling?" He looked at her.


    Yvonne was cooped against in her seat with her face i n a frightening wash of white. Cold sweat


    beaded on her forehead. "I feel awful..." 1


    "Where?" Henry leaned over to feel her forehead.


    It was not even hot, it was frosty.


    "Everywhere..." Yvonne said weakly as she peeled one of her eyes open with some difficulty.


    She felt like throwing up.


    "I''ll go ask if there''s any doctor around," Henry said and was going to unsp his seatbelt.


    She was probably living out Shane''s words currently. "Wait..." Yvonne pulled Henry back.