Chapter Seventy-Five

Henry's eyes widened as soon as his eyes met with that of Natasha whose eyes were equally a bit lowered at the sight of him.

What was she doing in his house? Why did she come here?

Natasha's presence in Henry's house was so worrisome to him and he couldn't stop questioning why she was there. But more worrisome to him was the fact that his heart couldn't stop beating fast at the sight of her. He was sure it was not fear, neither was it anger. But why was he feeling that way at the sight of her? Henry hated the idea that was coming into his head and he immediately brushed it off.

'Why are you here?' Henry wanted to ask but he immediately got rid of the thought. He knew it would be rude to ask that so he remained quiet instead.

"Uhmm... Are you here to see my mother?" Henry asked, struggling to keep his voice steady.

"No, I'm here for you." Natasha said, wearing an anxious smile on her face.

Henry swallowed hard and dismissed the maid who was standing there.

He raised his eyebrows while