Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 73 Teach Me How To Ski

"I'm okay, really." Yvonne quickly put the things away and jumped off the bed. "Let’s go, aren't we going for dinner?"

"Oh yes, I almost forgot. Let's go!" Lynette picked up her bag.

Yvonne randomly found a place to sit down at the hotel lobby, then craned her neck and looked around, trying to find out where Henry was seated.

However, she was left feeling a little disappointed when she found that he was nowhere in sight.

"What are you looking for? Your head is turning like a steering wheel," Lynette put a piece of fish on Yvonne's plate.

Yvonne retracted her gaze, "I'm looking for Mr. Lancaster!"

Lynette's hand jolted, "What? Why are you looking for him?"

It was only then that Yvonne realized that she was thinking aloud. She bit her lip with a troubled expression on her face. "Uh... I wanted to toast him to express my gratitude since he did so much for me today."

"Makes sense," Lynette nodded understanding^ and didn't doubt her.

Yvonne breathed a sigh of relief. "But it seems that Mr. Lancaster isn't here."

"Of course he isn’t. Why would a CEO like him squeeze with his employees in this hall? He has his own private room," Lynette pointed above their heads.

"So Mr. Lancaster is in the private room upstairs?"

"Probably."

The corners of Yvonne’s mouth twitched, then she just ate the food on her plate in silence.

When they were done with dinner, the girls returned t o their bedroom together. Yvonne took her medicine and washed up before calling it a day.

Today was a rough day that had left her both physically and mentally exhausted. Even after taking a n afternoon nap, she was still dead tired and fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed.

It was Lynette who woke her up again the next day.

"Hurry up, Yvonne! Get up! We overslept!" Lynette hurriedly got dressed while urging Yvonne.

The latter was immediately startled awake when she heard that they had overslept. "What time is it now?"

"Nine in the morning foreign time. Hurry up, everyone is gathering." Lynette threw Yvonne's clothes to her.

Yvonne hurriedly dressed, then washed up in the bathroom before going out.

The two rushed to the hall and found that some executives were already taking the attendance. When they saw the two of them running here, they glared at them and even criticized them in front of everyone.

Yvonne lowered her head awkwardly, feeling her face burning.

She didn't even need to look up to know that many people were probably laughing at them.

"Alright, attendance is over. Those who wish to go skiing may approach Mr. Gary to collect the equipment, then take the bus at the entrance to the snowy mountain. You're all dismissed!"

The crowd instantly split up into groups of two or three and dispersed. Lynette pulled Yvonne's hand," Yvonne, let's get a set too!"

"I’ll pass. I don't know how to ski. I’ll just go up and look around." Yvonne waved the camera in her hand.

She specially brought it here just to take pictures of Henry.

"It’s never too late to learn! There are trainers on the mountain. Let's go!” Lynette dragged Yvonne off with her to collect a set of equipment for themselves.

Yvonne looked at the pile of things in front of her and sighed in resignation. "Geez... Lyn..."

"Ah!” Lynette interrupted her with a strange cry. "Stop nagging and get on the bus quickly. The first bus is gone already! We’ll be left behind if we miss this one."

After saying that, Lynette ran toward the bus with her hands full of stuff.

Yvonne was between tears and laughter. She shook her head and then chased after Lynette with a huge bag of things.

The hotel they stayed in was situated at the foot of the snow-capped mountain. It took half an hour to reach the mountain. Since it was Yvonne's first time traveling abroad and also up a snow-capped mountain, she kept snapping photos of everything during the entire journey.

Lynette even wondered if the internal memory would b e full very soon if Yvonne kept snapping photos at this speed.

"Whoa..." Yvonne was stunned by the sight in front of her as soon as she got out of the car.

She felt as though she was in a pure white world. There was a vast expanse of white everywhere and she could barely see the end.

"So this is the largest ski resort in the world." She blinked her eyes and forced herself to return to her senses. Even so, the shock in her heart still remained.

"Yep, and this was only made possible because our company is now backed by the Lancaster Group. Otherwise, we would never have the opportunity to come to this kind of place for team building," Lynette replied excitedly. 1

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"Let's go, Yvonne! It's our free time now. Why don’t we go further up? There should be a trainer there." Lynette pointed to a building that resembled a railway station not far away.

Yvonne looked in that direction, then followed behind her.

The snow was so thick that Yvonne struggled to walk, and she could hear the snow crunching with every step she took.

The sound was rather piercing to her ears and she didn't like it very much. It even made her skin crawl somehow.

"Lyn, are you really skiing?" Yvonne pulled down the fluffy beanie on her head to cover her ears.

Lynette turned her head around and smiled, "Of course. How could I pass up on such a rare opportunity?"

"But I recall you don’t really know how to ski either," Yvonne mumbled.

Lynette rolled her eyes at her. "That’s why I’m looking for a trainer now. I’m sure we’ll be fine if we follow the trainer. Alright, hurry up now Yvonne. It's too cold here. I need to exercise to warm myself up."

"It's really a bit cold," Yvonne exhaled into her hands and could see her breath condensing into white fog with her naked eyes.

Fortunately, she was dressed warmly. Otherwise, she would definitely not be able to bear the coldness.

On the platform, Lynette really found herself a trainer and happily bid farewell to Yvonne before she went off skiing.

Yvonne sat on a bench alone, fiddling with her camera as she browsed all the photos she had taken along the way.

"Miss Frey," Joe came up to her in a ski suit.

Yvonne put down the camera and stood up, "Mr.

Woods."

Joe looked around then asked, "You're here alone?”

Yvonne nodded, "Yes, my friend went skiing. I don’t know how to ski so I can only stay here. Do you need m e for anything?"

"Nothing in particular. Mr. Lancaster actually asked m e to come find you earlier." Joe smiled.

Yvonne felt a burst of energy. "Mr. Lancaster? Does he have anything to tell me?"

"He said that you can go back to the hotel and rest if you feel cold here. Oh, and you’re not allowed to go skiing." Joe glanced at the ski bag resting by her feet.

Yvonne nodded repeatedly, "Tell him I won’t go skiing, but what about him? I haven't seen him today.”

"Mr. Lancaster is skiing. He's right there!" Joe pointed i n the direction.

Yvonne quickly looked over and saw a tall figure wearing a black ski suit rushing down the steep slope on a snowboard before he quickly disappeared at the bottom of the slope.

"My God!" Yvonne covered her mouth and was frightened by the scene. "Mr. Woods, is that really Henry?"

"It is," Joe replied affirmatively.

Yvonne gulped audibly. "Is it safe for him to be skiing at such a high speed?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Lancaster has participated in skiing competitions with Dr. Summers before and he has placed as a champion. He won’t get injured."

"But I'm still a little worried. What if something happens to him when he glides from that height?" Yvonne frowned in concern.