Henry was finally assured once he saw the seriousness in Kate’s eyes. He slowly released his grasp on her hem and watched her intently, ensuring she didn’t leave through the front door.
Luckily, she went to the bathroom and returned with the first aid kit.
Kate was horrified by the amount of blood dripping from Henry’s nose. She yelled at him as she tried to open the first aid kit, "Go pinch your nose and open your mouth, Henry! Your nosebleed is bad!"
"Oh—okay—" Henry followed Kate’s instructions. He pinched his nose and opened his mouth to breathe. He went to the kitchen sink and spat out the blood that collected in his mouth. Kate then told him to sit, and she treated him with antibiotic ointnt inside his nostril and then used an ice pack to compress his nose bridge.
Since his forehead was also bruised, Kate grabbed another ice pack and gave it to Henry, "Here, put this on your forehead to reduce the swelling. You can do that, right?"
"Mhm," Henry humd. He eyed Kate, who was busy holding the ice pack on his nose bridge.
She looked so worried as if he was in grave danger.
Truthfully, other than the initial pain, Henry truly felt nothing. He knew he was exaggerating his injury, but if that was enough to keep Kate by his side for now, so be it.
"Ouch, it hurts, Kitty..." Henry acted pitifully, much to Kate’s distress.
"I’m sorry," she muttered. "You’re lucky that it’s just a bruise. I thought we had to go to the ER to treat a broken nose."
"Well, I would demand you to stay with if I get a broken nose. I want to look at my beauty first before I die."
Kate’s cheeks reddened. She pressed the ice pack on his nose bridge, "S—Stop saying stupid stuff! You’re injured. Why do you still have ti to flirt?!"
Henry chuckled, "Seeing your rosy cheeks makes feel better, that’s why."
"You’re unbelievable, Henry."
"Unbelievably in love?"
...
Kate decided not to say anything and focused on treating Henry instead. Henry kept his eyes on her for a while until he asked;
"Why don’t you believe when I said I didn’t cheat on you?"
"... it’s hard to believe. I’m not an idiot, Henry. You passed out on the sofa with a woman, in a private room, and many whiskey bottles. I’m not an idiot. Of course, I connect the dots," Kate said. "But it’s okay. I know that you’re young with a lot of vigor. You’re better with soone young."
Henry felt hurt when Kate simply pushed him away without listening to his explanation first.
He spent the whole night trying to devise a good thod to apologize to Kate because he felt responsible for their fight last night.
But now he had to discard everything he planned last night because of this stupid misunderstanding.
Kate’s lips thinned as she tried to endure the heartache, "Or maybe this is your way to show that you’re angry at for setting up a eting with Graham without your permission. That’s why you slept with another woman."
"Either way, I understand you just want to hurt , and I realize we can’t be together if we’re only going to be toxic to each other like this," Kate murmured.
She was actually in pain as she imagined the idea of leaving Henry.
She was genuinely in love with him. Henry was like a huge vortex that sucked her in, drowning her in the sea of passion until she couldn’t escape.
There was a lot of hesitation in her heart about Henry, but she finally believed him when he went as far as ditching Erin in the middle of a frozen wasteland.
So she decided to dedicate her love to this man, only to get heartbroken in two months.
"I will leave after this, Henry. I just can’t handle too much heartbreak," Kate said.
Henry allowed Kate to speak everything in her mind, and then he asked a simple but effective question;
"Do you want to bring Mindy here?"
Kate’s eyes widened, "I—If you want to bring that girl to replace , then at least have a little heart and let leave first. I don’t want to see her face."
"No, not for that," Henry said. His smile faltered when Kate kept on accusing him of cheating. "This apartnt is OURS, nobody can live in this place except for us, and I won’t allow anyone to enter."
"I bought the whole floor all for myself, so we have a few other apartnt rooms we can use to host her," Henry said. "Wait—before you accuse of cheating again. I want to invite Mindy so she can tell you directly about what happened between us in the bar."
Kate frowned. She stared at Henry and realized there was no fear in his eyes, as if he was 100% sure he didn’t do anything to Mindy, even though the evidence said otherwise.
Kate was thinking about it for a while, and then she nodded, "Alright, I want to listen to her story directly. Go call her now."
Thus, Henry picked up his phone and returned to the kitchen seat.
With his hand still compressing his bruise, he called Mindy.
It didn’t take long for Mindy to pick up the call, and Henry put it on loudspeaker to ensure that Kate listened to the conversation.
—
"Good morning, Boss. Sorry that I didn’t wake you up last night. I also passed out because we drank too much," Mindy said before Henry could say a thing.
She reckoned it was her fault because Henry was so excited about going ho and talking with his beloved. He told her to wake him if he passed out, but she couldn’t handle the alcohol either.
Kate was surprised by Mindy. She thought Mindy would call him honey, love, or whatever sweet na call for a lover out there.
Henry smirked and said, "Mindy, I need your help now."
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