NovelsFreeChapter 10 Chapter 10: As she felt Henrik shift beside her, she instinctively pulled the coat tighter, curling up on the sofa and drifting into an unintentional sleep.
Thirty minutes later, Henrik reappeared, cradling a soundly sleeping Khloe in his arms.
The sight of him carrying her out left the men waiting outside stunned once again.
They couldn't help but wonder if Henrik had fallen under ssort of spell.
Yet not a single one of them dared to voice their thoughts. Instead, they simply trailed behind him in cautious silence.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe group made their way back to an old house in the city, Henrik's birthplace—a detail known to only a select few. Fiona Byrd, once Henrik's nanny and now his loyal servant, had been the steadfast caretaker of the house for years.
The moment she saw Henrik walk in with Khloe, her surprise gave way to unrestrained joy.
Her eyes widened even more as she watched Henrik gently remove Khloe's shoes, adjust her pillow, and carefully lay her down on the bed—all without asking for anyone's help.
At that moment, Fiona couldn't contain her excitement any longer. "Mr. Watson, may I ask who this young lady is?" Henrik cast her a sidelong glance, a faint trace of amusement lighting up his expression. "She might be the future Mrs. Watson." Henrik's words sparked a flicker of joy in Fiona's heart.
She'd watched him grow from a boy into the man he was now, and no woman had so much as touched his heart, at least not since a decade ago.
She'd almost resigned herself to the idea that he might live out his days alone.
But now, there was a glimmer of hope for something more-Henrik might've finally found someone to share his life with.
Find your adventure at galηovs(uso de “ç” y “o” cirílica) However, her happiness was quickly clouded by worry.
"But if Miss Dayton finds out about this, she surely won't be pleased. After all, your mother-" "Don't concern yourself with her. If it weren't for my mother's final request, I would've dealt with the Dayton family a long tago." Henrik cut her off coldly. "Transfer my company in Zhecrora to Khloe. Prepare the document for her to sign." Fiona's eyes widened in disbelief.
The company in question controlled his underworld business in Zhecrora, giving its holder almost complete control over the city's underworld.
And yet, Henrik was willing to hand it over to Khloe, just like that.
This girl clearly held a far greater place in his heart than Fiona had ever imagined.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith a respectful bow, Fiona set out to do as she was told. Meanwhile, Khloe lay curled up in sleep, her arms wrapped tightly around herself.
She looked like a wounded animal, her sleeping position embodying a deep-rooted vulnerability.
Her long hair spilled across the pillow like a dark waterfall; she seemed like an angel in the room's dim light. But the angel was marred by the scars on her face and hands. Henrik stood up and retrieved a first-aid kit.
Having spent years in the shadows of the underworld, he knew exactly what he was doing and carefully took out the disinfectant and bandages.
As his fingertips gently grazed the bruises and cuts on Khloe's hands with surprising tenderness, she stirred in her sleep, frowning slightly. It seemed she was about to wake up.
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