When Two Winters Met (Henrietta and Yosef) novel Chapter 185

Yosef turned to Henrietta. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “Let’s go home.”

Henrietta’s heart skipped a beat. “Okay,” she nodded, falling into step with him.

Their strides were perfectly matched, their height difference ideal. She had never imagined that being held like this by a man like Yosef, in such a protective embrace, would feel so reassuring. It filled her with a strange, quiet sense of happiness. Perhaps this was the security that came from being with someone so powerful. And she quite liked it.

The moonlight was soft, the stars hazy. Their shadows stretched long before them as they walked, creating a scene of simple, beautiful tranquility.

But the beautiful moment was soon shattered. Just as they neared their convoy of cars, they ran into Matteo, Jolie, and Leon.

In the dim light, Matteo’s face was as pale as a ghost, his eyes filled with anguish. He was leaning heavily on the other two, looking as if he would collapse if they let go.

Henrietta paused, surprised to see them, but said nothing.

As she moved to get into the car, Matteo suddenly spoke, his voice raw with pain and oddly hoarse. “Henrietta, how… how could you get married?”

She stopped, finding his question ridiculous.

Yosef also stopped, but he didn’t spare Matteo a single glance. Instead, he looked at Henrietta and spoke before she could. “It seems a friend wants to talk to you. I’ll wait in the car.”

Then he added, “Take your time.”

Henrietta was stunned. Then she understood. He was giving her the ultimate respect, freedom, and dignity. He was a true gentleman. Not like Joaquin, who would have exploded with jealousy and probably started throwing punches without asking a single question.

“Okay, I will,” Henrietta nodded.

Yosef didn’t leave right away. He looked at her for a few seconds longer, then reached out to gently ruffle her hair before pulling his suit jacket tighter around her shoulders.

As he turned to go, Henrietta called out impulsively, “Mr. Nash.”

He stopped. “Yes, I’m here.”

She looked at him, and in the dim light, her beautiful eyes seemed to sparkle. “Wait for me,” she said, tugging lightly on his sleeve.

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