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“What did you just say?” He howled. I wasn’t afraid of him, instead, I spoke even more.

“Do you think your wife is innocent? I mean, she let you sleep with her even while I was supposedly her best friend. You guys don’t consider yourselves innocent, do you? Or am I mistaken?” I sneered at him and forcefully snatched my hand away from him.

“And don’t you dare grab my wrist that way, ever? You have no fucking rights!” I pointed my index finger at him with a deadpanned look plastered on my face.

“You have grown bold…” He said just as the elevator opened. I walked out.

“She’s carrying a bastard,” I said as a matter of fact before the door shut closed.

Henry appeared immediately after.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

“Yeah…”

He nodded. I felt he wanted to say something, I knew he wanted to react with more than just a nod.

I felt accountable to him about earlier, we were a couple of on probation.

“Is there anything you want to say to me?” I arched a brow at him as his eyes were lingering on me.