CHAPTER 181: CHAPTER 181: I WAS ASKED TO COME

I was speechless.

Sure enough, Henry Preston wouldn’t let himself suffer. I really thought he was just hit and the other party would walk away unscathed.

"How did they even start fighting?" Tiana O’Connell couldn’t help but ask.

Jason Forrest coughed a couple of times, clearing his throat, "Ahem, it’s just that guy named Li said something unpleasant about Zoe, and Henry had a few too many drinks, so he got mad."

I rolled my eyes, now all eyes were on me, each with a different expression.

"When Zoe was madly in love with him, why didn’t he cherish her? Now, what, he’s become the saint of love?!" Crystal Dawson was never one to hold back; she spoke up in a huff.

Silas Lockwood quickly comforted her, "Honey, don’t be angry. It was Brother Henry’s fault back then, but hasn’t he paid the price now? Let’s not scold him, his head’s already a mess."

At this moment, Simon Sinclair spoke up, "I seem to remember seeing a lot of gossip about Mr. Preston and some actresses a few years back, don’t know if it’s true."

Originally, Silas Lockwood and Jason Forrest intended to keep me around to comfort Henry Preston, to help him cooperate with his recovery, but it turned into everyone badmouthing Henry.

Both of them were quite embarrassed, considering they had joined Henry in ostracizing me back then.

After a while, Henry Preston returned to the ward. He half-lay on the bed, his eyes scanned the crowd before settling on me.

In my past life, when the cancer cells spread and I was at death’s door, apart from wanting a divorce, Henry hardly saw me voluntarily.

And, why didn’t Ivan Underwood come?

In this situation, Ivan would naturally be somewhat concerned about Henry. They shouldn’t be so antagonistic.

"I need to head back. Henry, take care of yourself. Wishing you a speedy recovery." I gathered my thoughts and casually told Henry a few things.

Henry stopped me, "Wait a minute!"

Henry’s complexion was very fair; after losing blood from the injury, he appeared even more pallidly sickly. With his defined brows and deep black eyes, his face alone looked like a character from a black and white comic.

"Henry, what’s wrong with you?!" Azure Vaughn’s voice interrupted Henry’s. She appeared at the door and headed straight to the bed, asking in full worry.

She was followed by Julian Jennings and Fern Tate.

As soon as Henry saw her, his slightly furrowed brows tightened further, the chill and disgust in his eyes unrestrained.

"What happened? Why did you get into a fight?" Julian asked, full of concern, "If Ivan hadn’t notified me, I wouldn’t have known."

So Ivan Underwood did know and even told Julian Jennings.

"I’m fine, just ran into someone who couldn’t keep their mouth shut, couldn’t hold back." Henry’s attitude toward Julian was still quite decent, and the atmosphere relaxed a bit.

"Is the injury on your head? Does it still hurt?" Azure was deeply concerned, bending down to check Henry’s wound.

At this moment, Fern Tate spoke up, "Henry, you don’t need to show Azure this attitude. She rushed over as soon as she heard you were hurt, didn’t even have time to change clothes!"

Saying this, she glanced at me, "But some people are better at pretending, running over early to show concern, as if they’re really so over it."

Silas Lockwood immediately retorted, "Zoe Hathaway, I begged her to come!"

Fern Tate’s face turned pale, unable to maintain her composure after being rebuked.

Henry didn’t even look at Azure, just silently looked at me.

"I’ll head back first." I didn’t want to see Azure, so I exchanged a glance with Tiana O’Connell and we turned to leave together.

On the way back, Tiana O’Connell received a message from Crystal Dawson, beaming with joy, "So funny, Azure and the others were directly driven away by Henry. She even left in tears."

"Do you all hate her so much?" Simon Sinclair suddenly asked.

"Duh, who likes a homewrecker?" Tiana O’Connell swiftly replied.