Chapter 162: Trouble Reignites

Henry had no intention of burdening Giselle with the dark secrets of his family. How could he confess that his mother was a manipulative tyrant, willing to gamble with her younger son's life just to control his destiny? What mother would stoop to such vile depths? He desperately wanted to shield Giselle from the truth, from knowing just how despicable his mother could be. “Baby, let me hold you.” Henry wrapped his arms around her tightly, as if holding her was the only way to forget his shame and to feel the warmth of family once more. But as he held her, his hands began to wander. Giselle pushed him firmly, “Henry, cut it out. I’m pregnant.” “You’re already three months along; the doctor said it’s fine.” Her cheeks flamed with embarrassment; that cursed man, always counting the days. “That’s not the point.” She started to squirm, pinching and squeezing at Henry’s frame, inadvertently fueling his desire. He caught her chin and kissed her passionately. Within moments, Gisell