Chapter 5 The Kiss

• Having regained her composure, Yvonne walked out of the bathroom. At this moment, several professional caregivers were cleaning and massaging Henry’s body.
• Just then…
• A servant wheeled a dining cart into the room.
• Placed on the dining cart was some type of semi-liquid food prepared specially for a vegetative person. Served in a delicate porcelain bowl, it slowly gave off wafts of steam through the half-opened lid.
• Smelling the aroma of the semi-liquid food, Yvonne became dazed all of a sudden. Her gaze lingered on the food for a moment before she walked toward the dining cart with a greedy look on her face and said, “This smells so good. I want to eat it too!”
• Clutching the cart’s handle in her hands, the servant who had wheeled the dining cart inside responded, “Young Mistress, this food has been specially prepared for the Young Master according to his condition; your breakfast will be prepared separately.”
• Yvonne asked pitifully, “Can’t I eat this instead?”
• “But this is for the Young Master!” As the maid refused Yvonne’s request, she looked at Mr. Statham with a helpless look on her face.
• Seeing what was happening, Mr. Statham said with a straight face, “Miss Page, if you want to have some, I’ll have the kitchen prepare it again.”
• The hidden meaning behind his words was clear—this food was meant for Young Master Henry, so she shouldn’t think about eating it.
• Yvonne was a little disappointed.
• However, just as she turned around and was about to walk away from the dining cart, she suddenly lost her balance and fell heavily toward the dining cart.
• The dining cart was knocked over right away due to Yvonne’s weight. As a result, the bowl dropped onto the floor with a clatter and was smashed into pieces, spilling its contents all over the floor.
• Since all of this had happened so suddenly, Mr. Statham forcibly suppressed his emotions and ordered the other servants to clean up the awful mess at the scene after a moment of stupefaction.
• It wasn’t until the mess was cleaned up that Mr. Statham’s eyes fell upon Yvonne, who had just gotten up from the floor.
• Mr. Staham’s eyes had an obvious look of resentful displeasure in them as he looked at Yvonne. He said, “Please be a little more careful in the future, Miss Page. Don’t be careless even while walking!”
• “I’ll be careful from now on,” said Yvonne as she hung her head quietly. Then, she looked at Mr. Statham hopefully and asked, “Are you guys going to prepare breakfast for him again? In that case, can you guys bring another serving for me?”
• Mr. Statham replied with a straight face and said, “I’ll tell the kitchen to make one more serving for you.”
• Yvonne gave him a seemingly simple-minded smile. She said happily, “That’s so kind of you.”
• …
• After Mr. Statham left the room with everyone else, Yvonne walked to the side of the bed.
• She plaintively waved her hands—which had accidentally landed on the porcelain shards just now—in front of the man and said, “Look, I injured my hand because of you!”
• As her hands started bleeding again because of the movement, she quickly took some tissues from the nightstand to cover her wounds. Then, she said in a soft and sweet voice full of grievance, “I have sacrificed a great deal. Look, my hands are disfigured!”
• Having voiced her complaints, she fixed her eyes again on Henry’s gorgeously handsome face. His long eyelashes, straight nose, and thin, soft lips… they were all the Creator’s greatest masterpiece.
• How could such a breathtakingly handsome face exist in this world?!
• The longer she looked at him, the more she wanted to keep him at home. A glance at him would be enough to make her feel refreshed whenever she was in a bad mood.
• Unable to restrain herself, she got close to Henry and reached out her hand to poke his face as she whispered, “What a gorgeous little cutie…”
• Just then, the door to the room pushed open all of a sudden.
• As Yvonne was startled, her arms inexplicably went weak, causing her to fall on top of Henry. Not only that, her lips even landed precisely on Henry’s ones!
• Yvonne froze in an instant; it wasn’t until she heard the sound of someone clearing his throat did she come back to her senses. She immediately got up and turned to look at the door.
• Then, she saw Mr. Statham staring at her with a clouded expression on his face.
• Yvonne couldn’t be more familiar with the look in his eyes. Just a while ago, he had stared at her like this as if she was a pervert!
• Yvonne was at a loss for words. I can explain it!