The hotpot was boiling briskly, and a thin, fragrant mist floated in the air.
Henry looked blankly at the bubbling broth. His anxious heart strained inside of his chest. He picked up a peach and chewed on the fruit more than ten times to calm himself.
He felt that he must have been overthinking things. There was no way that his brother wasn't straight.
"Noah, what did you ask?" Henry didn't want to make the question very direct. He just made sure that Noah would understand what he meant.
Looking at Henry's inquisitive eyes, Noah was stunned. He suddenly stopped chewing the peach and realized what his brother was asking him.
Noah quickly looked away and pretended to be calm. "I was just curious. I just wanted to know."
"Okay." Squinting his eyes, Henry didn't completely believe what he just heard. "Noah, are you not interested in women anymore?"
Noah thought for a while and said frankly, "I don't know. I have never met a woman who can make me fall in love again."
The only woman who had ever made him fall in love was already married and had children. He had moved on and now saw her as a sister.
Henry's eyes widened. Listening to Noah's answers seemed to confirm his fears. His heart felt even heavier than before.
It was hard for him to accept it.
If it were true, then the Ye family would not have any more descendants.
He had planned to wait for his brother to have children so that he could pass the Ye Group on to them, but he didn't expect that his brother wasn't straight as well.
Did he and Adrian influence him? If so, he knew that he would feel very sorry.
"Noah, slow down. Think about it." A little flustered, Henry asked again, "Are you really not interested in women?"
"I haven't met the one yet, so I still can't say for sure." In his heart, Noah didn't know if he was still interested in women or not.
Henry took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Maybe things were not that bad.
"Then, are you interested in men?" Henry asked.
This time, Noah didn't answer immediately. Vicente, who often quarreled with him, flashed through his mind and made him hesitate for a moment.
"Actually, I don't know," Noah finally answered.
Henry frowned, still refusing to accept the possibility.
"What do you mean you don't know?" Henry reached out to grab Noah's wrist. "How about this? Do you get a strange feeling when I hold you like this?"
Noah lowered his eyes and answered, "No, of course not. You're my brother."
Speechless, Henry withdrew his hand. "Then how do you feel about other men? Do you think you'd get a strange feeling if another man held your wrist like that?"
This time, Noah answered quickly, "I don't know. There was no other man who held me like that."
"Then tell me about the very one. The one who made you hesitate just now." Henry approached him and asked in a low voice, "Do you have that kind of impulse to that person? Would you want to have sex with him?"
Noah was speechless and just glanced at him.
Those who worked in the police station were mostly men. It was common for them to use dirty humor to tease each other.
They were all rough men, not like Henry, who was refined like a scholar and had manners. It should be hard for him to say such explicit words.
He didn't expect him to say those words so easily.
When he saw that Noah didn't answer immediately, Henry took it as a yes. At that moment, his heart throbbed forcefully in his chest. Somehow, he wished that someone would just shoot him right then and there.
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