Chapter 26

Zoey was caught off guard.

Wait, weren't his eyes closed? How did he know she was staring at him?

Seeing Henry's eyes open, Zoey quickly came up with an excuse. "Uh, I was just thinking, you're wearing so little, aren't you cold?"

"My body can handle it."

Noticing there was no anger in his eyes, Zoey felt relieved.

"What do you want to talk about?" Henry could read her like a book.

Zoey glanced at his neck. His shirt covered the spot on his collarbone, maybe because he moved, and the mole was out of sight.

Maybe she was just imagining things earlier.

Either way, she couldn't just ask Henry if he had a mole on his collarbone; that would be super awkward.

Zoey felt a bit uneasy and lowered her head, lightly clenching her right hand into a fist. She covered her nose as she cleared her throat, her mind racing to find something to talk about.

With a subtle grin on his lips, Henry gazed into her eyes, framed by her delicate, fluttering lashes, feeling his heart melt unconsciously.

Zoey quickly looked up at him. "Well, I hope you won't get mad, but I think you didn't need to blacklist Natalie from the entire industry."

"Oh?" Henry raised an eyebrow. "She tried to ruin your face, and you still feel sorry for her?"

"But my face wasn't ruined, and instead, hers was. Even if you didn't blacklist her, it would be hard for her to continue in the entertainment industry. You know her leg was actually broken by me."

"If Dr. Green hadn't set her leg bone, I'd probably be at the police station right now if she had called the cops."

Of course, she wouldn't let herself go to jail; she'd hire a lawyer.

As soon as she finished speaking, a sneeze escaped her. Suddenly feeling a bit cold, she tightened the suit jacket she was wearing.

Seeing her uncomfortable expression, Henry didn't hesitate to pull her into his arms.

His embrace was so warm that Zoey found herself a bit reluctant to leave.

But weren't they being a bit too close?

Feeling a bit uneasy, Henry's voice sounded above her head. "So you noticed too. I brought Joseph here to help you."

Zoey nodded. "I know. If Dr. Green was just doing his job, he would have directly said Natalie's calf was broken."

At this point, Zoey pursed her lips and looked up at him. "You've already helped me a lot. Don't worry, I won't hold a grudge against the Windsor family because of Alexander. After all, even perfect families have a few bad apples, right?"

Henry looked at Zoey with amusement. "Do you think I'm helping you repeatedly to make up for Alexander's mistakes?"

His hand around Zoey's shoulder tightened a bit.

Couldn't she see his intentions even after he made them so obvious?

Zoey smiled. "What else could it be? Let's be clear today. Believe me, I truly won't hold the entire Windsor family responsible because of Alexander."

After saying that, Zoey's eyelids started to droop.

Maybe it was because Henry's embrace was so warm, leaning against him made her feel cozy and comfortable, and she started to feel sleepy.

Zoey raised her hand to rub her eyes, feeling more and more drowsy, and simply closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Henry had wanted to talk to her, but when he glanced down, he saw that she had already closed her eyes and was clearly asleep.

She had no defenses against him, resting trustingly in his arms, making Henry's lips curl up unconsciously.

He held Zoey tighter to keep her from slipping.

Zoey completely treated Henry like a pillow, even reaching out to hug him, almost touching a sensitive spot.

Separated only by a thin shirt, the warmth of her small hand seeped into his body, instantly stirring his desire.

Even in her sleep, she managed to play with his emotions, leaving him struggling with his urges.

Who would have thought that a sick Zoey would be so clingy?

Fifteen minutes later, they finally arrived at his home.

The driver turned to Henry, asking with his eyes if they should get out.

Henry signaled for him to get out first.

So the driver quietly opened the car door and tiptoed out to not disturb the sleeping Zoey.

Only Henry and Zoey were left in the car.

Henry stayed in the same position, holding Zoey without moving, his deep eyes focused on her sleeping face.

Her face was as soft and smooth as a baby's, making him want to take a bite.

Henry thought of that night a few years ago. Although he was under the influence of drugs, the extreme pleasure she brought him was still vividly remembered by his body.

Meanwhile, Zoey had a dream, dreaming of that night she lost her virginity.

But in the dream, she was just running in fear, as if a terrifying beast was chasing her.

"No!" Her breathing became more and more difficult, accompanied by violent coughing. Zoey woke up in shock.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell again?" Henry asked as he touched her forehead.

Her forehead wasn't hot anymore, but she was sweating a lot.

"I'm fine." Zoey shook her head and noticed the car had stopped. "Are we stuck in traffic?"

She was about to look out the window over Henry's shoulder when he told her, "We're at my home. Let's get out."

"Oh, okay." As soon as she finished speaking, her body accidentally tilted, and she fell into Henry's arms.

She quickly reached out a hand to steady herself on the car seat, trying to get off Henry and sit back up.

But accidentally, her hand landed on Henry's dick.

In an instant, she felt Henry's dick harden, and her face turned bright red immediately.

Henry's deep voice was almost in her ear. "Zoey, are you trying to kill me?"

Zoey was on the verge of tears, quickly removing her hand, her eyes full of innocence. "Mr. Windsor, it was just an accident."

Henry's gaze on her grew intense and filled with desire, like a predator eyeing its prey, as if he were poised to devour her in the very next moment.