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Instead of panicking, Henry seemed almost amused, regarding Thomas with the disdainful look one might give a clown performing a particularly sad routine.
“Go ahead,” Henry challenged, his tone light. “Tell her. I’d actually like to use this opportunity to see if she still cares about me at all.”
He leaned back in his chair, completely at ease. “You know how women are–if she gets angry and makes a scene, it means she still has feelings for me. So please, do me this favor. Tell her immediately. I’m curious to see if she’s truly over me,”
Henry had been studying the relationship handbook Grace had left in his office. Though some of the advice seemed exaggerated, certain points resonated with him: a woman in love wants to be around you constantly, while a woman who’s moved on can barely stand to look at you.
If Thomas really did tell Sophia about that night, it would be the perfect test of her feelings.
Thomas was completely speechless. He glared at Henry, teeth clenched in frustration. “Henry, you asked for this!*
He abruptly stood and walked toward Billy and me as we returned with the ice cream. Billy adored the hotel’s desserts, but I was carefully limiting him to just one serving–too much ice cream always upset his stomach.
Thomas intercepted us, blocking our path with a forced smile. “Sophia, could Billy go back to the table first? There’s something important I need to tell you.”
His expression was so serious that I thought something terrible must have happened.
I released Billy’s hand and said, “Sweetheart, go find your dad, okay?”
Billy nodded eagerly, “No problem!” Before I could remind him to be careful, he was already scampering toward Henry.
I kept my eyes on Billy until he was safely seated next to Henry before turning my attention to Thomas. “What is it, Thomas? Just tell me.”
I could guess what was coming–some warning about not getting back together with Henry, about how men like him make terrible husbands. As if I needed to be told. I knew perfectly well that Henry’s heart belonged to Isabella, not me. Whatever Henry said or did now was just wasted
effort.
My heart had already died once; I wouldn’t give him a second chance to hurt me.
Thomas looked into my calm eyes and suddenly seemed uncertain, as if realizing this might not be the best moment. But he’d already
committed himself.
“Sophia, six years ago, Henry slept with Isabella,” he blurted out. “I saw them with my own eyes going to the Palace Grand Hotel together. They were trying to be discreet, entering separately, but I saw them.”
All my prepared responses evaporated. I stared at him as if he’d just revealed a new continent on the map.
“What did you say? Six years ago, Henry went to the Palace Grand Hotel?” My voice sounded strange even to my own ears. “What was the exact date? Do you remember?”
I’d once worked at the Palace Grand as an intern. It was there that I’d lost my virginity. The mere mention of that hotel made my skin crawl. That night had been like a black hole in my life, haunting me as my deepest nightmare.
My reaction clearly surprised Thomas.
“Sophia, why are you so focused on the hotel?” he asked, bewildered. “Shouldn’t you be upset that Henry is… tainted? He slept with Isabella! He’s like a toothbrush that fell into a toilet–aren’t you disgusted?”
According to Thomas’s expectations, I should have been furious, ready to confront Henry immediately. But my response was puzzling him,
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completely.
I seemed more interested in the details of the event than in the people involved.
Sophia, what are you thinking?” Thomas pressed. “Six years ago, Henry gave his body and heart to another woman. He’s dirty. Why would you keep a man like that?
I barely registered his words, my mind racing with possibilities.
Never mind that–just tell me, when exactly did they go to the Palace Grand? Was it winter or summer?”
Thomas was completely thrown by my intensity. “Why are you asking this? What does it matter??
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