My Waste Husband

Chapter 580

Henry tried hard to calm down. Even at this moment, he still had an impulse to rush out and crush those reporters to death.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with me?"

Henry held back the impulse in his heart and kept asking himself. From the moment he left the island, he had always been in a state of agitation.

Cathy made Henry a cup of tea.

After a long time, Sylvia came in from the door and glanced at Henry without saying anything.

Looking at Sylvia's tired face, Henry also knew that what he had just done had added a lot of trouble to Sylvia. When he was about to say something to apologize, Sylvia said, "What do you want to eat tonight? You just came back."

On Sylvia's face, there was no hint of blaming Henry.

This made Henry feel calm, and his anger was reduced a lot. "How about we go to some street restaurant?"

"All right. Your call today. I'll get the car, and you can call President Qin." Sylvia raised the car key in her hand, turned around, and walked out of the door.

Henry looked at Sylvia's graceful back. Although this woman never said anything, she always cared about others.

Henry came to the top floor of the Lins Group. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw Jenny going out.

"Where are you going?" Henry looked at the time. It was 5:30 p.m.

Jenny smiled at Henry and said, "Since you're back, I can't stay at President Lin's place anymore. I'm going to pack my things."

Henry had just heard from Sylvia that Jenny lived in their house. He said to Jenny, "There are so many rooms, just stay there. Anyway, it's convenient for you to go to work together. Let's go to eat some street food."

After Henry finished speaking, he pulled Jenny's arm and walked into the elevator without saying anything.

He was also very worried about Jenny's condition. After hearing what Sylvia said, he was more concerned about Jenny's living alone. If she was living in their house, everyone could take care of each other.

When Henry and Jenny arrived at the underground garage, Sylvia was waiting in the car.

Sylvia shook her head to Jenny and said, "Let's go, President Qin. Today's meal is on Henry. We'd better treat ourselves very well."

Jenny smiled slightly, opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat.

Henry rolled his eyes and said, "It seems that you two have been getting along well during this period."

Along the way, Sylvia and Jenny talked very openly. They were talking about women's topics, cosmetics, bags and so on.

Henry sat in the back seat and looked at the two women in front of him. His heart calmed down a lot.

The three of them went to an ordinary street restaurant and ate something casually. It was getting dark.

After returning home, Henry went to his room first. As soon as he opened the door, Henry heard someone behind him calling him.

"Henry."

"Huh?" Henry turned around and saw Jenny standing behind him. "What's wrong?"

"You..." Jenny pointed at Henry and the door. She could see the clothes hanging in the room. "Don't you and President Lin sleep together?"

"This..." Henry was stunned by Jenny's question. He really didn't realize this problem and didn't know how to explain it now.

"I am, I am..." Henry didn't find a suitable reason even after a long time. The room was full of his clothes, and he couldn't come up with an excuse.

Jenny covered her mouth and smiled. "I thought you were so charming that you could seduce President Lin. In the end, I overestimated you."

After Jenny finished speaking, she turned around and walked away, leaving Henry a graceful back view.

Henry gave a wry smile and went back to his room. He lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, when it was just dawn, a burst of noisy sound passed through the window and got into Henry's ears, waking him up. Henry picked up the pillow and covered his head, but the sound was still clear.

Henry got up from the bed and opened the window. At a glance, he saw a villa opposite him was installing a fence, and the sound came from there.

A sense of anger arose from Henry's heart. He resisted the urge to swear and looked at the time. It was already eight o'clock, and the other party was entirely in line with the requirements of the community's renovation time.

Henry walked out of the room with a look of impatience.

"Honey, have you seen my watch? I've been looking for it for a couple of days."

As soon as Henry went out, Sylvia's voice came from the side.

For a long time, Sylvia had been used to asking Henry about things that she could not find. Henry could tell her every time.

But this time was different.

The moment he heard Sylvia's question, he felt an irrepressible sense of agitation. Henry replied impatiently, "I don't know. Why don't you take good care of your belongings?"

Hearing Henry's words, Sylvia, who was walking up the stairs, suddenly trembled and her expression froze. This was the first time that Henry talked to her in such a tone since they got married.

Not only Sylvia was stunned, but also Henry was stunned.

"What... what's wrong with me? Why did I do this? Why did I yell at Sylvia?"

That kind of deep regret arose in the bottom of Henry's heart. He quickly reached out his hand. "Hon..."

As soon as Henry uttered a word, he saw Sylvia striding down the stairs.

Henry regretted and knocked his head. In the past two days, his mood was uncontrollable. It seemed that he had to see a psychologist. The psychologist he invited for Jenny should arrive in two days. At that time, he could also check his state.

Henry ran to the bathroom, washed his face with cold water, and completely calmed himself down. Although the noise outside the window still made him feel very uncomfortable, he couldn't control himself as just now. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

When he came downstairs, Henry saw Sylvia was in the kitchen. He didn't know what she was doing.

Soon, Sylvia came out of the kitchen with a plate in her hand. She was not angry at all. She smiled at him and said, "Did you wash your hands? The breakfast is ready. Come to eat. Although it can't be compared with your cooking skills, it is still edible."

Henry looked at it. There were two ordinary fried eggs on the plate. In Sylvia's other hand, there was a cup of fresh soybean milk.

Henry knew that Sylvia didn't know how to cook, and she had only been to the kitchen for few times. Seeing Sylvia's current change, Henry felt even more indebted to her. Thinking of the scene when he yelled at Sylvia, Henry couldn't wait to slap himself.

"Honey, I just..."

"Honey, I'm sorry."

Before Henry could finish his words, he heard Sylvia's apology.