When Two Winters Met (Henrietta and Yosef) novel Chapter 231

Considering how Jethro was willing to fall out with Yosef to defend Artina, Henrietta thought, it was no wonder Zelina was so worried.

Zelina fell silent. It seemed she would never contradict Yosef. There were things she could say to Henrietta, but not to him.

"Do you think the punishment I suggested was too severe?" Yosef asked.

"Not at all," Zelina replied.

With that, Yosef also went quiet.

"Don't worry, Mom," Henrietta said reassuringly. "It won't come to that."

Henrietta's certainty made Zelina look at her. Henrietta met her gaze and explained, "Jethro is just in the honeymoon phase of his relationship. His emotions are running high. Once he calms down, things will be fine."

Zelina thought for a moment and nodded. "Yes, you're right."

Yosef glanced at Henrietta and held out his hand. "Time to go home and get some sleep."

The couple said their goodbyes to his parents. As they got to the car, Yosef whispered a few words to Calvert before getting in. Once inside, he checked the time and asked Henrietta, "Are you tired?"

The alcohol had lent his voice a husky, gravelly quality that was especially captivating in the dimly lit car.

"No," Henrietta shook her head. "Are you? You drank quite a bit."

Yosef let out a low chuckle at her words. "You don't like it when I drink?"

"That's not it," she said. "A little drink can be pleasant. Drink when you need to."

Yosef leaned close to her ear. "I'm not tired, and I'm not drunk. It's just..."

Before Henrietta could ask what he meant, his lips were on hers, a gentle but insistent kiss. His meaning was suddenly unspoken but perfectly clear. He just wanted to kiss her. The rich aroma of wine clung to him, and he seemed to have lost a bit of his usual restraint. His hands began to wander, surprisingly bold for being in the car. Thankfully, the interior was dark. His kisses trailed from her lips, down her jaw, to the curve of her neck. Henrietta felt that this man's talent for seduction had grown remarkably after just a few encounters. She melted into his embrace, completely losing her composure, but Calvert was still in the driver's seat. She had to remind him.

"Mr. Nash..." she whispered.

The man finally pulled back with a low laugh and urged Calvert, "Faster."

"Yes, sir." Calvert kept his eyes forward and pressed the accelerator, making the engine roar.

Back home, Yosef went to take a shower. Henrietta washed up and lay in bed, but she couldn't fall asleep. She was still worried, still conflicted. She hoped Jethro would discover the truth soon.

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