Chapter 22

Henry was momentarily stunned, muttering, "I can't believe you actually…" Henry, having known Caleb for ages, had always been aware of how flirtatious he was. Caleb had, at one point, shown some interest in Christine, but kneeling for her was out of the question. Yet, here he was, kneeling for Sophia! Henry immediately snapped out of his daze and let out a roaring laugh, exclaiming, "I never thought I'd live to see this, Caleb! Come on now! You should admit your faults and say that you're my lowly mutt!" Caleb's hands were balled into tight fists, his nails digging into his skin. His eyes were bloodshot, and he had almost wanted to kill Henry right then and there. He, however, suddenly recalled Sophia's ashen face. He knew she was in this predicament because of him, and if her reputation was ruined because of him, he would be no better than a monster. Having this thought in mind, Caleb immediately groveled before Henry, exclaiming, "It was all my fault! I shouldn't have hit you! Pl