Obsessed with that whore

Was that slut back?

Couldn't she even take a bath before confronting him? Henry shrugged and plopped himself on the bed.

"Don't you dare ignore me Henry!" Kathleen was really angry this time.

"I've been putting up with your stupid behavior for sometime now. What do you take me for?" Her eyes were getting red. She was trying to hold back her tears.

"Continue putting up with it then." Henry shrugged.

"What? What did you say?" Kathleen fumed. Was that what he was going to tell her? This fool...

"I said what you heard. And I don't think you have hearing issues, Kathleen." Henry murmured quietly.

"Really? You are a bastard Henry! A big one at that. Fucking me and thinking about your little slut?" Tears cascaded her cheeks rapidly.

She felt cheap... How couldn't she compare to Quinn in his eyes? She was rich... She could offer him all he wanted.

Then??..

"Hey, I want to rest. I fucked you as you wished. So can I sleep now?" Henry switched off the lights and closed his eyes.

"You know what?