Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 25 Why Didn't You Fight Back?

The knee-length red long-sleeved dress that Yvonne was wearing cost her nearly three hundred dollars.

Although it was far less luxurious than an evening dress, she thought it was a decent attire for the occasion.

"Of course there's something wrong with it!" The secretary curled her lips in disgust and spoke in an accusing tone, "It wouldn’t be a problem if you were an ordinary employee. But since you are Mr. Lancaster's secretary, you represent the image of the company. Coming to a party dressed like this, you're not only embarrassing the secretary team but also Mr. Lancaster and the company, you know?"

"Embarrassed?” Yvonne pursed her lips. "I don't think I've embarrassed anyone but you people..."

Her gaze fell on the three secretaries but they were rendered speechless.

They were really dressed provocatively.

"What are you staring at, Yvonne Frey?" The secretary covered up her chest and glared at Yvonne.

Yvonne retracted her gaze and gave them a small smile. "I remember Mr. Lancaster mentioned that the female employees are not allowed to dress too provocatively on the day he first arrived at the company. Aren't you three blatantly violating his

rules?"

The three secretaries tensed up upon hearing her remarks.

Yvonne smoothed out the wrinkle on her sleeves and continued, "Didn't you all say that the secretaries represent the image of the company? What would other people think if they saw all of

you dressing so provocatively? Do you think maybe they would think our company is low-class?"

"Yvonne Frey, how dare you!"

"You girls are the ones who started it first."

"You...!"

The secretaries were fuming. They didn't expect the little bunny that they'd been pushing around to bite them.

"Yvonne Frey, I will remember this!" The secretary narrowed her eyes dangerously at her and suddenly splashed the red wine in her glass on Yvonne's dress.

Yvonne widened her eyes but wasn't able to dodge in time. The wine made a huge wet spot on her dress. It felt extremely uncomfortable whenever the cold and wet patch clung to her skin.

"You girls are too much!" Yvonne bit her lip and glared at them.

"Too much?" The secretary handed the empty wine glass to the person standing next to her, then crossed her arms and looked at Yvonne in amusement. "Who asked you to offend us? You haven't seen the worst from us."

Yvonne clenched her fists tightly. "I don’t think I've ever offended you all."

"Who said you didn’t?" The secretary's face instantly contorted, making her look like an ugly demon." You’ve offended us ever since the day you became a secretary! You're only a graduate from an ordinary university, but what right do you have to be our equals?"

So it was jealousy!

Yvonne shook the hem of her wet skirt and retorted," Say that to Mr. Lancaster! What's the use of telling me!"

She also wanted to know why Henry appointed her as his secretary.

In any case, she was sure of one thing - definitely not because she was his wife. 1

"Who knows? Maybe you used some underhanded tricks to make Mr. Lancaster do that." The secretary sneered coldly.

Yvonne took a deep breath to forcefully suppress the anger in the pit of her stomach. "Think whatever you want then. Get out of my way, I'm going to the washroom.”

She shoved the secretary in front of her away and shoved her way through the middle.

The secretary who was insulting her nearly fell over.

When she regained her balance, she stomped angrily." How dare that bitch push me! I'll teach her a lesson! Let's go!"

The three followed in the direction where Yvonne had gone off to.

Shane Summers came out of the dark with his cell phone. His glasses gleamed under the light. "I've certainly recorded an interesting video. I can't wait to see how Henry will react when he sees this!"

He chuckled at the thought and went over to the lounge.

"Henry!" As soon as Shane entered, he waved his phone and shouted, "Guess what I witnessed just now!"

Henry threw an indifferent glance at him. "Not interested." 1

Shane pretended not to hear him and continued, "I saw your wife getting bullied."

"Yvonne Frey?” Henry's curiosity was piqued. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Who would it be if it wasn't her? Don't tell me you have other wives?" Shane pretended to stare at him in surprise.

Henry ignored Shane's teasing as his eyebrows knitted together. "Did you say she got bullied?" His voice turned serious.

"I thought you weren't interested?" Shane picked up a n apple and bit into it while looking at him with great interest.

Henry's stern face instantly grew darker as his murderous intent permeated the air.

"Hold it, hold it!" Shane quickly put down the apple, knowing that he had pissed Henry off. He fished his phone out and tapped on it a few times before giving i t to Henry. "You’ll know after watching this."

Henry took the phone and watched the video skeptically. By the end of it, his lips were almost pressed into a straight line and his eyes turned frosty.

How dare these women! 1

Henry clenched his hands into fists. "Joe Woods!”

Joe quickly came into the lounge.

"Bring me the gift boxes in my car." Henry got up and ordered.

"Right away." Joe quickly went off to carry out the task.

Henry tossed Shane's phone back to him and walked toward the exit.

Shane called out to him, "Henry, are you going to rescue the damsel in distress?"

Henry paused in his footsteps. "In any case, she’s still my wife."

"Seems like you really care about her." Shane rubbed his chin and commented ambiguously.

"You’re reading too deep into it!" Henry's gaze turned

dark, then he looked away and went out. 1

How could he possibly care about that woman?

Shane crunched on the apple, then mumbled to himself with a chuckle. "I wonder if I'm the one reading too deep into it, or if you're the one in denial...”

As soon as Henry was outside of the washroom, he saw Yvonne being grabbed by her hair, about to get slapped, i

He felt a squeeze in his heart as the expression on his face instantly turned ugly. "What are you all doing!" he bellowed at them.

The girls turned pale with fright when they heard his voice.

"M-Mr. Lancaster...!"

Why was he here?

Yvonne blinked in surprise at him.

Henry went over to them with a dark face and quickly checked Yvonne with his eyes.

Apart from looking a little pathetic, she didn't seem to be injured. His face softened a little before turning his gaze back to the three women who were trembling in fright. "Speak! What were you three doing just now?"

He repeated his question again.

The three women looked at each other and couldn't speak up.

"You're not going to tell me?" Henry narrowed his eyes coldly at them. "Then all of you can go back and prepare your resignation letters. I have no use for secretaries like you people."

The secretaries panicked as soon as they heard that they were going to be fired, and started speaking over each other. "Mr. Lancaster, we'll tell you...!"

"Too late." Henry interrupted them impatiently. "Get out of my sight and don't make me repeat myself!”

The three women jolted up and quickly fled the scene with tails between their legs.

Yvonne was stunned for a good while before she recovered from her shock. "Henry, are you really going to fire them?" she asked cautiously.

"I have no use for secretaries like them." Henry pressed his lips together with slight displeasure in his voice. "Why didn't you fight back?" 2

Had he arrived a step late, she would have gotten a hard slap across her face.

Yvonne ran her fingers through her rather disheveled hair with a bitter expression on her face. "How can I fight against the three of them? It was better for me to not further complicate the situation."

"You’re really optimistic," Henry mocked her slightly.

The corner of Yvonne's lips twitched as she said nothing.

What else could she possibly do?

She was fighting a war alone without any help, so she could only learn to endure most of the time.

"Follow me," Henry suddenly said. 1

"Where to?” Yvonne looked at him suspiciously.