Chapter 85

What is Robert doing here?

“Henry..” I say his name in a warning tone and he raises his hands in defense.

“Trust me, I didn’t know he was coming or even your lover.” He defends himself and I sigh.

“Don’t tell him I’m here, I will be upstairs,” I tell him as I wake up from the couch. I walk past the maid and I head to the room.

***Henry’s POV***

Well, this is a surprise.

“Are you certain that he said his name was Robert Jones?” I ask the maid and she nods.

“Yes, sir.” She replies politely.

“Okay, okay. Let him in.” I tell her and she nods again.

She curtsies as she excuses herself.

I didn’t even know that Jen had a lover, and the fact that she chose to become intimate emotionally with the greatest playboy of America seems comical, yet sad.

I place the remains of the apple I was eating on the coffee table as I stand to my feet.

Soon, I see Robert Jones walking in. The last time I saw him was when he came to London for a