บททั้งหมดของ Please! Marry Me Again : บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

Henry's POVNoah punched me in the shoulder, his grin as wide as ever. He mouthed, "I told you," before strutting into his room and shutting the door behind him. Yeah, he was damn proud of himself for finally getting Kathrine to acknowledge his advances.I stood there for a moment, rolling my shoulder from his playful hit, but my thoughts were elsewhere. The sound of running water drifted from the bathroom, the steady rhythm of the shower filling the quiet hallway. I closed my eyes, my body tensing with the kind of longing that made it hard to think straight. The image of her standing under the spray, water cascading down her smooth skin, wrapped around me like a vice. If only I could be in there with her, my hands peeling that tight spandex suit from her body, feeling every curve without restriction. That night at the restaurant, I had only gotten a taste, her body pressed against mine through layers of fabric. But my fingers itched for more, to explore her freely, to know her in way

Noah's POVI deliberately stayed up in the living room, waiting for Kathrine to get home from her karate class. I had wanted to join the session myself, but a late meeting at work threw off my schedule. By the time I got home, it was already past 7:30. With nothing else to do, I reheated some leftovers from the dinner Clara had made earlier. Settling on the couch, I grabbed the remote, trying to focus on the news while I ate. I had to admit, Clara was a decent cook. I wasn’t sure what the dish was called, but it was a rice casserole mixed with vegetables and chunks of chicken in a thick, creamy sauce. She had even baked a batch of homemade rolls to go with it. That was impressive, considering she worked full-time.But one thing stood out, she never made anything that Kathrine could eat. Clara always made sure my dad had a warm meal, and she cooked enough for Henry and me as well, but she never seemed to think about her own daughter’s needs. I wondered if Kathrine had eaten anything at

Kathrine’s povJust the look on Henry's face was enough to make my heart race. His eyes held something tempting, something intense. I hesitated, my heart pounding as I asked myself if I really wanted to go through with this. It was thrilling, exciting, maybe even a little dangerous. The idea that someone could catch us at the act at any moment only added to the rush. I wanted this. I knew I did. So why was I hesitating? Was it fear? Not of him, I trusted Henry in ways I couldn’t explain. He wouldn’t let anything happen to me. He was the kind of person who took his responsibilities seriously. And I knew that, in this moment, I was in his hands. That should have been enough to put me at ease.I swallowed hard, forcing myself to push past the nerves. I followed his lead, shifting into position just as he had instructed. I felt the cool air against my skin, a sharp contrast to the heat building inside me. My breathing came faster, my fingers gripping onto something solid as if grounding m

Henry’s povI hadn’t forgotten about the note left on her car. On its own, it might not have meant much, but combined with the slashed tire, it was clear that something was going on. I couldn’t help but wonder if there had been other incidents, things she either hadn’t noticed or had brushed off. Or worse, things she knew were dangerous but hadn’t told us about. Had these threats only started since she moved in with us, or had they been happening before that? And were they really aimed at Kathrine? Or was her mother the real target? Every incident seemed to involve Clara’s car, which made me suspect the latter.But with that lingering in the back of my mind, and my father appearing in the kitchen like a bad omen, I figured we all needed a distraction. What I didn’t expect was for it to turn into an unforgettable moment in Noah’s bed. I tried to seem calm and in control, but the truth was, I was shaken to my core.I couldn’t explain it, but watching her unravel under my touch had done

Henry’s POVSaturday morning was cloudy, with warnings of heavy storms later in the day. I spent most of the morning working in my room, giving Noah and Kathrine some space. Kathrine stuck to her routine, waking up early to work out, just like always. Since she arrived, Noah had been using the home gym way more than before. After that, Kathrine locked herself in her room to write until it was time to get ready for her karate class.I left a little early on purpose, I wanted to see the end of her class. Noah always went on about how Kathrine was a total badass, a black belt who even helped train the newbies. I had to see it for myself. But I wasn’t ready for what I walked into. The moment I stepped into the small lobby, my stomach dropped. A huge guy, easily two hundred pounds, was straddling Kathrine on the mat. He was sweating so much that his white gi had yellow stains under the arms, and his shaved head gleamed under the lights. My blood boiled as I watched him lean over her, hands