Chapter forty-seven
Henry
I stare at him shocked. How did he know? And when has he know of all this?
"You seem so surprised," he laughs.
I continue to stare at him. If he knew all this while then why didn't he say anything to her? Or is it something he found out just now?
"What are you talking about?" I say when I finally found my voice.
"Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about. You should be grateful I didn't tell Jayde. I wonder what would have happened," he walks to the table, picks a bottle of champagne, and pours its content into the cup he's holding.
He sips the wine and goes to sit.
I follow him with my eyes, "How did you know? When did you even know about all this?"
