Chapter 73

Zoey saw Henry's helpless look because of Travis and chuckled.

Who would've thought Henry would be troubled by a kid not even three years old?

She walked over to Henry, took Travis from his hands, and gently tapped him on the head. "Travis, you can't be so rude. Everyone's childhood is different. You can't judge others by your standards, got it?"

Travis, after being tapped and seeing Zoey's serious face, reluctantly said, "I get it, Mom."

"So, what should you do then?" Zoey kept her eyes on Travis.

Travis pouted for a bit but eventually looked at Henry. "Henry, I'm sorry. I was wrong earlier. Please don't be mad!"

Henry smiled gently. "I'm not mad."

Only then did Travis cheer up again.

After dinner, Henry said to Zoey, "I gotta head back to Starlight City tomorrow."

Zoey was stunned when she heard that. "Back to Starlight City? Are you not coming back anymore?"

Henry shook his head. "Of course not. I'll be back in a week."

Zoey immediately sighed in relief. "Alright then."

She was really scared for a moment, thinking Henry would never come back.

"Are you sad to see me go?"

Henry took a step closer, his deep eyes looking at Zoey.

Zoey quickly shook her head. "It's just a week. Why would I be sad?"

Seeing Zoey's reluctance to admit it, Henry smiled. "Come sit with me for a bit. I won't be back for a week starting tomorrow. I'll miss you."

As he finished speaking, Zoey's cheeks turned red immediately.

"No. I have to bathe Gabriel and Travis." Zoey's voice got louder as she spoke.

Travis, who was playing with blocks on the rug, heard this and immediately got up, running to Zoey's side and into her arms. "I like it when Mom bathes me. It makes me smell nice and sleep comfortably."

Henry patted Travis's fluffy, cute little head and then said to Zoey, "It's hard for you to do it alone. Let me help. I want to be a good dad."

Zoey initially wanted to say she could handle it alone, as she was used to it. But hearing Henry's words, she was moved.

She quietly observed him for a moment, noting the sincerity in his eyes, before finally nodding.

Fifteen minutes later, Gabriel and Travis, naked, were playing with rubber ducks in the bathtub and singing nursery rhymes.

Henry rolled up his sleeves and bathed Gabriel and Travis with Zoey.

After half an hour, Gabriel and Travis were finally done with their bath, and Henry's clothes were all wet.

"Henry, take off your shirt quickly. Wet clothes sticking to your body can easily cause a cold."

When Henry carried the freshly dressed Travis back to the bedroom, Travis's little face was full of concern.

Gabriel also nodded in rare agreement. "Yes, Henry, don't catch a cold. Change into dry clothes."

Henry felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at Gabriel and Travis, who were concerned about him.

They were his sons. Even though the two little guys didn't know much, they genuinely cared about him.

Maybe it was just that natural bond of blood.

He patted Gabriel and Travis's cheeks. "Okay, I'll change later. You two go to sleep first."

Gabriel and Travis fell asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow, and Zoey tucked them in.

Henry turned to Zoey. "Come with me to my place. I'll give you the house key. It'll be convenient if you need anything."

Zoey shook her head. "You're just leaving for a week. No need to give me your key."

But Henry still held Zoey's hand and led her to his place.

When they arrived, Zoey asked, "Where's the key?"

Instead of answering, Henry pressed her against the wall and started kissing her.

The words Zoey wanted to say were all swallowed by his kiss.

After a while, Henry pulled back from her sweet, soft lips and started kissing down from her forehead, eyes, and nose, his intoxicating voice whispering in Zoey's ear, "Stay tonight, okay?"

Zoey's mind went blank from his kisses, forgetting to think, and she gradually followed her instincts, reaching out to hug Henry.

Henry was thrilled and carried her upstairs, placing Zoey on the bed.

"Don't turn on the light!" Seeing Henry about to turn on the light, Zoey immediately stopped him.

She still felt a bit shy.

Henry obediently stopped, took off his wet shirt, and came down, kissing Zoey's sweet, soft lips again, greedily sought the sweet taste of her, desperately claiming every part of her.

Gradually, the two became one.

The night was still long...

In the early morning, as the sky began to lighten, they finally ended.

Zoey felt completely drained. As Henry kissed her cheek, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She had a dream, drifting back to the vague and absurd night three years ago, and in it, she finally saw the man's face clearly.

It was Henry.

Zoey woke up in shock, sitting up in bed.

At that moment, Zoey realized she had just had a dream.

"What's wrong?"

Henry had already gotten up and changed into his clothes.

Despite sleeping so late after having sex almost all night, Henry looked full of energy, while Zoey felt sore all over.

Was this the difference in stamina between men and women?

She was a bit worried. If Henry's desires were always so demanding, how could she handle it?

Henry didn't know her concerns. Seeing her sleepy, rosy cheeks, he couldn't help but lean down and kiss her.

"I called Lally and asked her to bring breakfast in an hour. You can sleep a bit more. I'm leaving now. I'll be back in a week."

Zoey came to her senses, looking at the handsome Henry in front of her, and suddenly felt a bit reluctant.

"You'll really be back in a week, right? No delays?"

Henry liked Zoey's reluctant expression, reaching out to caress her cheek. "Yes, I promise."