Chapter 127 ying The Matchmaker
"At you." Yvonne''s eyes disappeared behind her smile.
It was only then Lte caught on to what Yvonne meant. She pped Yvonne’s arm yfully,
"Stopughing! Gosh, my mom is acting like I''m an old maid."
"Your mom is just worried about you," Yvonne sipped o n her fruit punch.
Lte sighed, "I really don''t know what''s there to worry about. I’m still pretty young.”
"She just wants you to start a family sooner.”
"I know, but I just don’t fancy any of the men who are here tonight," Lte swept her nce over
the men i n the room andmented in disgust.
Yvonne covered her lips and giggled, "If you don''t find any to your liking, then just find a reason to
reject all o f them.”
"For sure,” Lte giggled too.
Yvonne looked left and right, "By the way, where''s your dad? I only saw your mom bustling around
but not him."
"My dad is resting due to his leg pain," Lte exined and pointed to one of the rooms.
Yvonne nodded understanding^.
Lte then leaned over and whispered, "So have you talked to your husband about finding a
doctor?"
"Not yet. I''ve had some issues with him for the past two days so we haven''t really been talking. I
have no idea how to bring it up to him yet too. Don''t worry though, I''ll find a way to tell him," Yvonne
assured her.
Lte shrugged, "I believe you. Have a drink first, I''ll go to the kitchen and fetch us some food."
"Alright,” Yvonne replied.
As soon as Lte left, Mrs. Yaeger came over.
"Oh Yvonne, why haven''t you been visiting Lyntely?" Mrs. Yaeger sat down with a smile.
"I’ve been too busy at worktely and didn''t have much free time," she replied apologetically.
Ever since Yvonne became a secretary, she had never-ending work every day. Sometimes, she
even had to work overtime. Hence, she was left with little to no time to do her own things.
Then, there was Henry again. He never lived in the vi before, so Yvonne would asionally stay
over at Lte’s house whenever she felt lonely.
Now that Henry had moved back to the vi, she naturally couldn’t continue doing that.
"I heard that you and Lyn were both promoted, right?" Mrs. Yaeger asked.
Yvonne nodded, "Yes."
"Great, these young men here are all managers in some smallpanies. Did you see anyone that
you''re interested in? Maybe you can go and get to know him," Mrs. Yaeger tried ying the
matchmaker.
The corners of Yvonne''s lips twitched, "Auntie, I..."
"Mom!" Lte came out of the kitchen with a te of finger food and heard what her mom was
saying to Yvonne. "Stop spouting nonsense. Yvonne is already married, so there''s no need for you
to y matchmaker for her."
She set down the te of finger food in front of Yvonne.
Mrs. Yaeger was stunned, "Married?!"
Yvonne nodded, "Yeah, I was just about to tell you."
Mrs. Yaeger chuckled in embarrassment, “Oh dear, look at me. I didn''t even think of asking before
I...
Anyway, I’m really sorry, Yvonne. I hope you''re not offended."
"Of course not," Yvonne smiled.
Mrs. Yaeger let out a sigh of relief. "I''m d to hear that. By the way, when did you get married?
Howe we didn''t even know about it?"
"I married a long time ago. Due to some special circumstances, it wasn''t disclosed to the public,"
Yvonne gave a vague exnation.
Mrs. Yaeger just hummed in response, "Why didn’t you bring your husband along here tonight and
show him to us?”
"My husband happens to be busy tonight. Maybe next time," Yvonne came up with an excuse.
"Sure. You should introduce him to us next time," Mrs. Yaeger said, then changed her expression
and shot a resentful re at Lte, "Look at you, Yvonne is already a married woman at your age.
Aren''t you embarrassed of yourself?"
Lte pouted, "Hmph, do you have to say that just because I''m single?”
"Single? You''re an old maid!" Mrs. Yaeger sneered at her daughter.
Yvonne sat at the side and watched the pair bickering in amusement with a trace of envy in her
eyes.
The rtionship between Lte and her mother was so nice.
"Alright, stay here and entertain Yvonne while I go dig around the family background of those boys,"
Mrs. Yaeger got up and left.
Lte sat down with a long sigh. "Is my mom possessed? Does she have to be this anxious?"
"It''s okay, she''s just looking out for you, she won''t force you." Yvonne patted Lte''s thigh and
assured her.
Lte took a sip of her wine, "I sure hope so."
Yvonne didn''t say anything else because she didn’t know what to say.
After all, this was a matter between a mother and a daughter. It wasn''t appropriate for her to butt
into it too much.
Time ticked away, and it was almost ten at night.
Yvonne fished her phone out and took a look at it. The screen showed a missed call from Henry
about ten minutes ago.
Yvonne thought for a while and recalled that she was i n the toilet ten minutes ago. No wonder she
missed the call.
"Where are you going, Yvonne?" Lte shouted after her when she saw her friend going out with
her phone in hand.
Yvonne waved her phone, "My husband called, so I''m going out to answer the phone."
"Okay then,e back soon! We’re about to cut the cake."
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"Alright.”
Yvonne went out to the balcony and shut the door behind her before returning the call to Henry.
The call was quickly answered and Henry’s slightly sullen voice came through. "Yvonne Frey, why
didn''t you answer my call just now?" "I was in the bathroom just now. Sorry, I didn''t mean t o ignore
your call," she exined apologetically.
Henry pressed his thin lips. "Are you done over there?"
"Not yet, but they''re cutting the cake soon," Yvonne looked back at the room and replied.
Henry hummed in response. "Hurry up ande down after they cut the cake.”
"Huh?" Yvonne was taken aback, then leaned on the balcony and looked down, "You''re here
already?"
"I''m parked at the entrance.”
"I''lle down now then."
"No. Juste down after they cut the cake,” Henry just hung up after saying that.
Yvonne could only do as she was told. She returned to the room and cut the cake with Lte.
Lte was initially nning to have Yvonne stay over for the night. However, when she heard that
Yvonne’s husband hade to pick her up, she had n o choice but to let her leave.
"Take this with you," Lte handed a small box to her.
Yvonne epted the box. "Cake?"
"It''s for your husband. Although he didn’t join us tonight, he still came tonight so he gets a slice of
cake too! Go quickly now and don''t keep him waiting," Lte pushed her friend to the door.
Yvonne didn’t even know if she shouldugh or cry." I''ll thank you on my husband’s behalf. Bye!"
"Bye!" Lte waved back to her.
Yvonne went downstairs, carrying the cake box.
As soon as she came out of the gate, she saw a ck Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the
road.
She still remembered clearly that Henry drove the same Benz thest time he came to pick her up
when she went out to eat with Ltest time.
Yvonne went toward the Mercedes-Benz and tapped o n the window lightly.
The window rolled down and Henry turned to look at her, "Get in."
Yvonne nodded, then opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. "This is for you," she then
handed him the small cake box.
"What''s this?" Henry epted it skeptically.
Yvonne replied with a smile, "A slice of cake that is specially reserved for you. Have a taste, it''s
pretty good."
"I don''t want it," Henry passed the box back to her.
The smile on Yvonne''s face froze. "Why?"
"I don''t like sweet things. You can have it," Henry started the car.
Yvonne held the cake box tightly, "But it was specially for you." "Then I''ll give it to you," Henry
looked straight ahead and said faintly.
"Thank you then," Yvonne smiled.
"You seem rather happy over just a piece of cake." Henry nced at her out of the corner of his
eye.