Chapter 224. He Wouldn't, Right?

Henrietta thought of how she had been fine and enjoying the celebration like every other person; she had even been thinking of incorporating some of Marissa’s ideas into her preparation for Mrs. Onwurah’s birthday next month when the larger-than-life cheating bastard had entered with a big smile on his face and a hand on the small of Marissa’s back.

Her friend had looked so flustered that Henrietta had almost lost it when she thought that he had probably just kissed her.

“How could he?” was the first thought that came to her mind.

How could he use the same hand he had used on that filthy woman to touch his wife?

How dare he stand there like a hypocrite, like he had done nothing wrong?

How dare he smile at everyone like he was just the regular honorable Ben she had known before?

How dare he touch her kid?

How dare he talk to her husband as they join the circle of men that are playing Whot cards close to the patio?

How dare he a