RedNovelChapter 159 Chapter 159: After a long time, Henrik still didn't reply.
Tess felt a wave of unease settle in her chest.
"Is Khloe going to face Henrik's anger when she returns?" Without hesitation, Tess quickly texted Khloe, trying to warn her in advance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter wrapping up the show and checking her phone, Khloe saw Tess' message and responded with a comforting smile emoji. After all, she and Henrik were just pretending to be a couple; there was nothing for him to feel jealous about.
When Khloe got into the car to head back, Joslyn eagerly held up her phone, showing her a fan video featuring her and Rafael. The video had already hit over ten million views, and it had been posted by a relatively unknown blogger on a video-sharing platform.
Khloe was taken aback by how popular her collaboration with Rafael had become.
"Khloe, you're incredible! After just two days, the inteis already pairing you with Rafael. You two make such a cute couple. Have you ever considered being with him for real?" Khloe laughed and pushed the phone away, sinking back into her seat with a relaxed smile. "Do you really think that's a possibility?" Watching Khloe's poised and effortless grace, Joslyn briefly wondered if Rafael could ever be good enough for her. She even wondered if there was any man in this world worthy of being Khloe's match.
The car smoothly drove down the broad street and finally pulled up in front of Henrik's house. Khloe moved her suitcase inside, where a servant was already there to take it from her.
She glided gracefully through the vibrant garden, her black jacket catching a little pollen. Just as she was about to step onto the porch, a pair of polished black leather shoes appeared before her.
She looked up and found herself gazing into Henrik's eyes.
His eyes were mysterious, filled with a strange, unreadable emotion. He stood tall and poised at the door, as though he had been waiting there for ages.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmgvlnovs.om hosts thrilling adventures Henrik fixed his gaze on Khloe, his lips pressing into a tight line. “Rafael and Khloe-sounds nice, doesn't it?” His voice, usually gentle with Khloe, carried an unexpected intensity. Khloe lowered her gaze and shook her head lightly. "Not really. And I'm tired." During the two days and a night on the island, Khloe had been fully focused, showing no sign of fatigue. It wasn't until she saw Henrik that the weight of her exhaustion hit her, her face paling.
A thought crossed her mind, and she glanced at Henrik with a smile. “Were you waiting for me?" Usually, Henrik was caught up in work at this hour, and it was rare for him to cout and greet her unless he had made a special effort to be there.
He looked at Khloe's slightly pale face for a moment, then took her suitcase with one hand and led her into the warm, bright living room with the other.
The dining table was piled with tempting dishes, all carefully chosen to suit Khloe's preferences. An apron hung over a chair, and Henrik's rolled-up sleeves revealed his muscular, veined arms.
The assortment of dishes clearly bore Henrik's personal touch in the kitchen. Khloe shivered slightly, a thought flashing through her mind-it was like a devoted husband eagerly preparing dinner for his wife's return. But the truth was, they weren't a real couple.
Henrik guided Khloe into a chair, and she paused for a moment, staring at him before speaking. “You really don't need to be this kind to me." mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1
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