Chapter 91 It Was Old Lancaster

Arriving at the door, it took her a few effortful breaths before Yvonne could knock on it. It opened swiftly to reveal an arm that grasped Yvonne’s wrist and yanked her inside. With a slam, the door was closed forcefully. Henry pinned Yvonne against the door and tipped her chin up to kiss her. With his reasoning tampered by the drug, he acted like a beast. “Mm…” Yvonne could not help pushing him when she ran out of breath from the kiss but it was like Henry had expected it as he caught her hands and trapped them above her head, immobilizing her. … When Yvonne woke up in Henry’s arms the next day, the soreness that filled her entire body made her suck in a cold breath. Scenes of last night gushed into her mind as well. “God!” She covered her reddening cheeks and felt like hiding in a hole from how embarrassed she felt. Sneaking a peek at the man, Yvonne saw him sleeping soundly with a slight frown. She breathed in relief. Good, he was not awake yet. To feel awkward alone was better than