Chapter 149


    “Reba called me, I asked my men to check the surveince footage.”


    Josie took a deep breath. I just had low blood sugar and broke my nose when I fell. That’s all.”


    “How can I not worry if a clumsy person like you goes out by yourself?” Henry chuckled. He knew that


    Josie was deliberately. hiding her illness, but he did not expose her. “Do you want to go home?”


    “Yeah… Josse averted her eyes. She was not used to Henry treating her so tenderly all of a sudden.


    Moreover, she did not need this tenderness.


    Jo…


    On the way home. Josie was cold and indifferent toward Henry. It was obvious she was not in a good


    mood.


    “Are you feeling unwell? Henry cautiously turned to face her.


    “Why did Samuel return to take over Turner Corporation all of a sudden? What did you do?” Josie knew


    that taking over the family business was not what Samuel wanted


    “He’s an adult now. I can’t force him to make a decision. Henry looked away, feeling hurt by her words.


    However, Josie was only worried about Samuel at the moment.


    Josie, eyes turning red, questioned Henry, “If it weren’t for your threat, would he suddenly make such a


    decision?”


    “Josie, am I always a jerk and a bad guy in your eyes? Apparently, I forced Samuel into every decision


    he’s made, but what about me? Who forced me, and who’s giving me a chance? Did you? Did you give


    me a chance?” Henry seemed to have lost control over his emotions after bottling them up for so long.


    He had no idea who to talk to when he felt aggrieved


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    He’d thought that Josie would love him forever, but the current situation was not what he wanted..


    Josie choked up slightly and looked away


    She did not want to argue with Henry.


    “Josie… Everyone has a path they want to go down, and once they make the choice, they have to go


    down the path even if they have to walk on their knees. Why should Samuel be an exception?” Henry


    was disgruntled and perhaps jealous.


    “Why is Samuel the only person who can get everything he wants without giving anything in return or


    enduring any suffering? If he wants Josie, then he must show it. Otherwise, why do I have to admit


    defeat? Why!” Henry yelled internally.


    Pin–drop silence enveloped them for a long time. It was Henry who eventually tamped down his


    emotions and apologized to Josie in a deep voice. Tm sorry…”


    Indeed, he had lost control.


    He knew Josie was unwell, yet he yelled at her.


    “Have a good rest. I won’t be back tonight… To make sure Josie could have a good night’s sleep,


    Henry left after sending her home.


    Josie stood in the yard, feeling nk in the head.


    The numbness that made her unaware if she was dead or alive had gued her for a decade.


    It seemed that it was back again.


    Just as Josie expected, as long as she remained by Henry’s side, she would never stop feeling like she


    was being suffocated.


    Some memories were simply unforgettable.


    There was a saying that went, “One could do ten thousand good deeds, but they would be


    iparable to a single bad; deed.”


    Perhaps that aptly described Josie and Henry.


    She knew that Henry had his difficulties and did not have a choice, but she could not stop herself from


    recalling those hellish memories.


    Throughout the three years of their marriage, it was the emotional abuse that ultimately destroyed all of


    Josie’s feelings.


    She saw the divorce as a salvation, and leaving Henry was the first step to a new beginning.


    After everything, how could Josie bring herself to return to that abyss?


    She walked into the house. They had spent three years living there together. Every moment and every


    corner made Josie feel suffocated, and her chest was in pain.


    Josie had spent countless nights sitting alone in a corner, waiting for Henry to return home. In the end,


    all she got in return was word about his scandal with Ashley


    Josie had cooked numerous times and waited until the dishes turned cold. She would heat them, only


    for them to turn cold again, like clockwork.


    Those cold meals resembled her heart, for even the hottest mes would eventually die down.


    Josie also used to hurt so much that she hid in the bathroom to take painkillers. She was afraid that


    she would appear to sick, and Henry would dislike her for that reason.


    All that was because he once said, “Look at you. You look like you have one foot in the grave.”


    When he uttered those words, his eyes were filled with disdain.


    Josie had trouble falling asleep most nights. There was only one thing circling her mind, self–denial.


    Was it because she was too terrible that Henry failed to fall in love with her after three years and even


    disliked her more with every passing moment?


    She did not know how to dress up or do makeup, What’s worse, she had anxiety and did not know how


    to socialize normally.


    All of Josie’s attention was focused on Henry. She’d thought of him as her everything. He was her light


    and her pir of


    support


    But… who was the very same man that broke her and caused her to be insecure, scary, and odd?


    Josie was like a patient whose symptom was taking in others‘ warmth.


    Yet when she decided to get a new beginning. Samuel came to provoke her


    Josie greedily and selfishly wanted to keep that warmth to herself, despite the fact that she had no


    self–confidence and could not entirely trust another person. She was unable to get rid of insecurities,


    but still, she wanted to keep that warmth.


    All Josie wanted was to wait, wait for a little longer, until she had recovered and settled everything.


    “Am I too selfish?” she thought.


    Leaning against the corner, Josie slowly slid onto the ground.


    She held herself tightly.


    “Perhaps.. I want too much, she mused.


    Over at Morose Entertainment Club on Bar Street, someone was fighting in the dark street.


    Zachary was the most ruthless, as every single one of his punches drew blood from his opponent.


    “The police areing!”


    ” !” Zachary cursed and made a run for it.


    In a car by the roadside, Spike narrowed his eyes and pointed at Zachary, who was running ahead of


    the group. “Do a background check on that punk.


    “Oh, that guy? I know him.” One of Spike’s subordinates gave a shortugh of disdain. “His name is


    Zachary Long He’s Ashley Long’s elder brother. Boss, do you remember the group of people that


    kidnapped Josie back then? Zachary is the only one that escaped and wasn’t caught by the police.”


    Spike quirked a brow. “He’s been on the run for so many years?”


    He found it interesting that Zachary had not been caught after all this time.


    “An ouw like him is befitting of our gang. I invited him to join us a couple of times, but he rejected me.


    He’s prideful since be can fight well.”


    Spike lit a cigarette. “Don’t we just need such a person? Hawk went to jail, and I don’t have a suitable


    person by my side. Observe him closely. If he’s good, I’ll visit him myself.”


    “Zachary Long, huh? Excellent… he mused.


    Under the bridge, Zachary managed to escape and was currently hiding there.


    He had been sleeping there for three nights, so he had to change ces the next day.


    “Is itfortable sleeping under a bridge?” In the dark, Henry leaned against the wall, the lit cigarette


    between his lips flickering in the shadows.


    ” … Zachary cursed. He then turned around and was about to run.


    However, Henry, looking lonely and deste, voiced lightly. “Don’t run. I didn’t call the police.”


    At that moment, the mighty CEO of Gibson Corporation looked like a homeless man with nowhere else


    to go.


    “Are you here to die?” Zachary mocked. After all, the other man was ridiculously rich


    There were no c know


    cameras under the bridge, and Henry came all by himself. Even if Zachary were to kill Henry, no one


    would


    “Are you so confident that you can defeat me?” Henry sneered.


    “Do you want to give it a try?” Zachary took off his coat, intending to fight.


    Henry flicked the cigarette ash and sneered “Let’s talk, Zachary.”