He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband
Chapter 377

Chapter 377: Chapter 377

Kate accepted the phone reluctantly. She stared at Dahlia, who gave her an encouraging smile, which was more like pressure to Kate.

She wasn’t really the lovey-dovey person. She could encourage but not act spoiled to her boyfriend, especially not when her future mother-in-law was in front of her.

"I’ll call her, but can I go somewhere a bit more private?" Kate asked. Her cheeks reddened as she got even more embarrassed. "I’m not used to talking with him when there’s someone around."

"Oho~ things must’ve heated up between you two," Dahlia chuckled. She pointed at the empty bedroom near them and said, "You can talk to him inside that guest room. I’ll be waiting here, okay?"

"Okay, thanks, Dahlia."

Dahlia helped Kate unlock her phone, and the shy woman entered the guest room and hurriedly locked it.

Dahlia stared at the door and chuckled again, "What a cute couple. They are surely making me envious."

Dahlia leaned on the sofa and stared at the window. It was the same mundane routine she did in that mental hospital too.

She had grown to enjoy this idle activity because she had nothing going on in her life. Other than protecting her small family, Dahlia had no motivation in life.

She was a shell of her former, glorious self.

"Isn’t that right, husband?" Dahlia smiled as she talked to herself. "I remember how romantic you were when we got married. You were dashing and whipped for me. I couldn’t help falling into your embrace and accepted your proposal."

"But what went wrong? Where was that handsome, dashing, charming man I married decades ago?" Dahlia asked herself. "My hair has turned white, my body has become weak. But I never change, my feelings never change too. I just decided to discard everything because you’re harming our son and grandchild. You are blinded with greed."

"But that doesn’t mean our sweet times in the past have no worth for me..." Dahlia muttered. "If only you didn’t listen to your greed. We could’ve our first grandchild from James and Kate instead."

**

Kate made sure the door was locked and then sat on the bed. She called Henry’s number and waited thirty seconds until Henry picked it up.

—

"Come on, Mom. I told you I don’t want to tell—"

"Henry, it’s me."

Henry paused instantly. He was still busy with a document that he simply thought his mother called to urge him to tell Kate about his previous plan.

But his heartbeat accelerated instantly once he heard his beloved woman’s voice.

He immediately abandoned his work and held his phone near his ear, "Kitty, my Love! Are you in my Mom’s villa now? Did you arrive safely?"

Kate was a bit weirded out by what Henry was about to say before she interrupted. But she decided not to think too much about it and replied, "I arrived about an hour ago. Michael and Mai are resting since they are exhausted, but I was had a teatime with Dahlia just now."

"Oh, thank god. I was stressed out by your trip that I have to swamp myself with work to get that paranoia out of my head," Henry admitted.

"Um—" Kate hummed. She sensed that Henry didn’t seem to require her encouragement. But it was her who felt weak when listening to his voice. So, she wanted Henry to comfort her instead. "Henry, I want—"

"But I’m glad that you are in good condition. Stay there for a while, okay? It’s the safest place for you. If you need something, just tell my Mom."

"Henry, I—"

"I’m still very busy here. Everything is going at a great pace. We can definitely start a big project in just one month!" Henry stated confidently, as he seemed enthusiastic about reporting his progress.

Kate listened to Henry and realized he didn’t seem clingy like Dahlia claimed him to be.

Kate knew that Henry was clingy before, but maybe because of the drastic changes in their lives, he became more independent.

And she felt awkward, unsure of how to tell Henry how much she loved him.

With the way he spoke, Kate also realized that she might be the one who currently needed the warmth from Henry the most.

She wanted to feel his breath caressing her nape and shoulder again. She wanted to feel his hands wrapped around her waist while his lips kissed hers deeply, full of longing.

"Henry—"

"Oh! My cousin gave me my very first advertisement project yesterday! If this does well, I will get a big project!" Henry was like a teenage boy who kept rambling about his achievements to his girlfriend nonstop, hoping that would impress her.

And Kate was very happy, of course.

After all, she was also committed to supporting Henry in his endeavor. She wanted him to succeed and prove himself.

After all, she wanted to start a family with him.

Dahlia told her to give him loving encouragement or simply show her affection, but now she felt awkward and out of place.

"Good for you, Henry..." Kate replied dimly, as it was the only thing that popped into her mind.

Henry sensed her disinterest and frowned, "What’s wrong, Kitty? You don’t sound happy," he asked. "Look, I know this is not a huge progress. But I promise I will give my best, okay? I will show you the fruit of my hard work after a month!"

The more fiery he got, the more detached she felt.

’Ah, what’s wrong with me? Shouldn’t I be happy? I don’t want to be a mood killer...’ Kate asked herself. She looked down and rubbed her stomach, which began to show signs of the second trimester of pregnancy.

She wanted her man to embrace and comfort her. After all, she had experienced a traumatic event and a long, arduous trip from California to Michigan.

"I know you can do it," Kate continued giving dull encouragement.

"No, seriously, what’s wrong?" Henry began to worry as he realized something was amiss when he finally stopped rambling. "Did I make you mad?"

"No, you didn’t," Kate dodged. "I’m just... tired, I guess. It’s a long trip, after all. Maybe I do need a rest."