Marrying my secret admirer after my husband's fake death novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134

Chapter 134

Henson lounged in his chair, one leg crossed over the other, an expression of pure disdain etched on his face.

He’d been playing the field for so long that he couldn’t help but scoff at the idea of any of them–spoiled heirs to old money–ever being truly devoted to a woman. In their crowd, romance was just another game, and it was usually the gorgeous women throwing themselves at them. So when someone in their circle turned into a lovesick puppy–and for the least likely person, at that–it got under Henson’s skin. Damn it, it made his own reputation as a player look even worse.

So, he secretly hoped this so–called devotion was all just an act. “Work’s more fun than women these days, isn’t it?” he teased, his tone heavy with

sarcasm.

Justin shot him a sideways glance. He had no intention of opening up to Henson; some things were best left unspoken, especially around friends who delighted in picking everything apart. The truth was, Justin kept up his daily routine at the office not for appearances, but to keep things easy for Edith. He knew their relationship needed to unfold slowly, without pressure. He was scared–afraid that if he pushed too hard, Edith would run.

After all, what they’d found together hadn’t come easy. Justin believed in letting stories grow at their own pace; rush them, and they never turned

out well.

He ignored Henson’s jab and checked his watch. “Aren’t you supposed to pick up Connor? When does his flight land?”

The reminder jolted Henson. He glanced at the time, leapt up, and muttered, “Damn, I’m running late. I’ll have to speed.”

Just as he was about to dash out, something occurred to him and he paused. “Seriously, want to come with me? Attorney Grant’s done you a huge favor lately. Shouldn’t you at least make an appearance to show your gratitude?”

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Justin didn’t hesitate. “I already showed my gratitude–with cash. No need for anything more.”

His tone made it clear: he had no intention of picking up Connor.

Henson sighed, exasperated. “I’ll never get it. We’re all in the same circle, yet you two barely speak. What’s the big deal between you and Connor, anyway?”

Their strained relationship had always been a hot topic. Over the years, it became clear that Justin would do anything to avoid being in the same place as Connor, while Connor didn’t seem to care at all. Henson and Thorpe had once suspected there was some kind of romantic drama between the two, but that theory fell apart when they confirmed both men were strictly into women.

With the only plausible explanation ruled out, they were left more baffled than ever.

Justin shot Henson a cool look. “Ever heard the saying, ‘Worry about your own mess before sticking your nose in someone else’s business‘? My issues with Connor aren’t your concern. Maybe spend that energy figuring out how to win over that model you stole from Thorpe.”

That got Henson’s attention right away. “Hey, you know what? I took her out for dinner the other night. That body–unbelievable. I’ll introduce you

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