Chapter 70

Henry just hung up on a call, and turned to the screen in front of him. He was engrossed in the movie, when suddenly, he heard his doorbell rang.

He furrowed his brows, and turn to the door, wondering who it could be, at this time of the night. He dropped the TV control, drop his legs down, before he stood up, and stride to get the door.

As the door flung open, he froze in his stand, with his mouth slightly parted, as he ogles at her.

"Ain't you going to let me inside?" Beatrice asked, and slightly moved his out of the door.

"What are you doing here this late? What about Lee?" Henry asked, and closed the door.

He followed her to the couch, and sat close to her. "Why do you look this way? Have you been crying?" He asked, and wipe out something from her eyes.

"You knew about my house, didn't you?" Beatrice asked, taking him by, surprised.

"You never told me you had a house, how do you expect me to know? I only found out earlier today when watching the news."

Because she hid it from him,