Chapter 116 Chapter 116: Khloe felt confident she could explain if he asked, but his silence unsettled her, leaving her in a state of uncertainty.
The silence stretched on until they arrived home.
By the tthey got there, dinner had already been set out by the butler. The white candles flickered in elegant candelabras, casting a soft, warm light over the meal.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHenrik pulled out a chair, his eyes locking onto Khloe as he motioned for her to sit. She walked over without hesitation, taking her seat, and only then did Henrik settle into his own chair beside her.
The butler approached with the wine, but Henrik waved him off, taking the bottle into his own hands. The butler, understanding the unspoken message, nodded and instructed the rest of the staff to leave the room.
Soon, the house was quiet, with only Henrik and Khloe remaining.
The air thickened with tension as Henrik broke the silence. "You ended up at the police station today and didn't think to call me?" Khloe flashed a quick, apologetic smile before replying, "It was just a little trouble, nothing serious. I could handle it on my own, and I didn't want to bother you." Henrik's gaze was steady as he replied, "You didn't want to bother me, but you allowed Clinton to get involved?" So, this was all about Henrik's possessiveness. Khloe took a sip of her red wine and explained, "Clinton happened to be there; I didn't ask for his help." Though it hadn't been planned, the moment Khloe saw Free at the police station, she had sensed sintentions. She had allowed Clinton's involvement on purpose, knowing it would serve her plans to retaliate against the Watson family more effectively.
Henrik leaned in slightly, his commanding presence filling the space around Khloe. His voice was deep and smooth, yet carried a subtle pressure. "Khloe, I'm not here to judge your methods, but I hope you're being careful. Clinton's far more cunning and manipulative than Eric." He was warning her against using herself as bait.
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Henrik nodded, his hand gliding from her hair to her cheek, stroking it. "Promise me, when danger strikes, you'll ctofirst. Don't forget, you're my fiancée.” Khloe bit her lip, pausing for a moment before finally nodding. “Okay." It was only then that Henrik gave a small smile. Khloe felt the warmth of his palm against her skin, and her heart began to race uncontrollably. She pushed his hand away.
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"Alright, stop treatinglike I'm your pet. There's nothing between Clinton and me, and there won't be. Today's situation was complicated. Having Clinton's help sped up the process of tarnishing Sloane's reputation in elite circles. After today, the battle for the Watson family's heir will only intensify. I believe you will enjoy it.”
"You've always been sharp." Henrik chuckled. "With you on the mix this family feud is going to get even more ER.
interesting." Khloe raised an eyebrow. "Of course, I won't let you down."
Henrik gazed at her with an intense look, a barely-there smile tugging at I his lips, Fat before it gets cold.
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