Chapter 112 A Different Kind Of Appeal

Yvonne pulled a long face. “I forgot my pajamas…” “You’re making a mountain out of a molehill for this?” A frown etched itself between Henry’s brows. Her exclamation made him think that something bad had happened. “But… I don’t know what I’m wearing tonight.” Yvonne covered her face with both hands, feeling utterly embarrassed. She had already set her clothes aside for remembrance day when she went upstairs to pack. How on earth did she forget her pajamas? Her memory was horrible! Yvonne despised herself inwardly. Henry glanced at her in disdain as well. “You’re hopeless!” He went toward the wardrobe and tossed her a white shirt he retrieved. Yvonne caught it in a frantic way. “This is…” “Wear it as your pajamas,” said Henry. Yvonne’s mouth fell open. “But these are your clothes!” “So you don’t want it?” Henry fixed his gaze on her. Yvonne swallowed. “No, I’m just not used to it…” She did not expect him to let her wear his clothes — his shirt that was the closest to his unclothed body