He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband Chapter 208

"Ma’am, do you want to open the door for you?" Michael asked.

Kate crossed her arms, not because she was confident, but because she wanted a bit of comfort for herself. She was actually hugging her elbows right now.

She knew that nothing good ca from this kind of place, and she 100% expected Henry to be naked with a woman or two... or probably more than that.

She didn’t know how to react. She wanted to get angry and punch Henry in the face for cheating on her while she was pregnant with his child.

But she wondered if she could actually do that.

Kate hugged her elbows tighter and toughened herself, ’No matter what kind of abomination I see. I have to make sure I’m strong enough to leave him. He is my last chance, and if he breaks my heart, then I will just work for the rest of my life, away from any n and raise my child all by myself.’

Kate took a deep breath to brace herself and nodded, "Push the door, Michael."

Michael also braced himself as he put his palm on the door and pushed it until it was wide open.

Kate’s eyes widened when she saw what was inside.

She saw Henry, who was still fully clothed on the long sofa. He closed his eyes, and it seed that he fell asleep because he got exhausted and drunk, proven by so many whiskey bottles and glasses on the table.

Kate saw a woman also asleep at the other end of the sofa, making sure they had a huge gap from each other. She was wearing a sexy black dress, and judging from her red face. It seed she had drunk enough to make her pass out.

They were still fully clothed and not in a compromising position because they were at each end of the sofa, so Kate couldn’t rule them as guilty of cheating.

But she didn’t know what happened before Henry and this woman passed out and guessed they must’ve done intimate things.

Michael was slightly relieved because, at least, it wasn’t as bad as he expected.

He glanced at Kate, and as expected, Kate looked hurt.

She looked like she was about to cry but tried to toughen herself. Her body trembled, but at least she didn’t get hysterical.

But she said nothing. She just stood there, clenching her elbows tighter, staring at Henry and this mysterious woman simultaneously.

"Ma’am, this is not what it looks like," Michael said. "He’s just being accompanied by the hostess here, and there is a rule that no hostess can be touched."

"Don’t try to shield your best friend, Michael," Kate said coldly. She tried to act tough, but her shaky voice said otherwise. "I saw that hostess outside getting rubbed by the guests, and this is a VIP room. I’d praise him if he didn’t do sothing to this woman while he was drunk."

Michael zipped his mouth instantly, knowing there was no saving in this.

Kate stepped into the room. She stared at the empty whiskey bottles on the table. She checked the TV on the wall. It seed that they were watching a movie before they fell asleep.

Kate looked at the woman’s face. She looked like a good and smart woman, probably around Henry’s age. She was still fully clothed, and there was nothing out of the ordinary except that she definitely passed out because of too much drink,

She then turned her head towards Henry, who slept at the other end of the sofa.

Her heart was aching right now, and she bit her lower lip to ensure she didn’t cry.

’I can’t believe that I was worried sick about you. I shouldn’t have wasted my energy for you, bastard,’ Kate said in her heart. ’How co you cheated on just because of one fight. Is it so hard for you to stay faithful? We’ve only been officially dating for two months right now....’

Kate wasn’t a stranger to infidelity.

Matt cheated on her with Erin and definitely cheated on her even more with plenty of won before Erin.

She was hurt, she cried, but at least she moved on not long after.

But the idea of Henry cheating on her gave her trendous pain worse than Matt, so much so that her heart beca numb.

All she wanted to do right now was to return to their apartnt and let Henry rest properly. She also wanted to rest as she was so exhausted right now.

’I can’t even be mad at you, Henry, knowing that I might’ve been partly responsible for our ltdown,’ Kate thought.

She didn’t want to bla herself because she felt no fight or argunt was worth cheating.

But at the sa ti, there was this hesitation in her heart, thinking there must be sothing wrong with her that made two n she loved to cheat on her.

’Ah, I don’t care at this point. I just want to rest. I’ve been stressed out and I don’t want anything to happen to our—no—MY baby.’

Michael was worried about Kate.

But knowing how obsessed Henry was with Kate, he believed his best friend didn’t cheat.

But he had no way to prove it.

"Ma’am, do you want to wake him up? I can slap him," Michael offered. He didn’t even care if Henry would be mad at him for a face slap because Henry definitely deserved it.

"No need to hurt him," Kate said. "Can you carry him back to your car? I just want things to end, I’m so tired...."

"... understood, Ma’am."

And with that, Michael carried Henry by giving him a piggyback. Kate stared at the woman who accompanied Henry, and her lips thinner.

She wasn’t mad at this woman because she knew this woman was a hostess. She was just doing her job.

But she couldn’t help to study her appearance and concluded, ’As expected, Henry still prefers a young beauty around his age instead of an old woman like .’