Page 86 of Dr. Billionaire's Fake Marriage

I want her to be in a clear mental state. I also want to be of the best mind before proposing. I close the box and put it back in the drawer, hoping to distract Nancy from our lives.

I hear someone knock at the door. I am glad it isn't Camile walking into the office.

Henry comes in, looking just like me: sad and tired. I swirl my chair around to face him as he sits across from me. It feels strange that he isn't laughing or making his usual jokes.

He doesn't put his legs on the table. He sits there like a patient waiting for a consultation.

Henry's behavior doesn't make me worry, but the bruises on his face make me want to get him treated right away.

"You got into a fight?" I stand up to examine his face and see how bad the bruises are. It looks as though he has gotten into a fight.

Whoever Henry had fought punched him real good.

"Are your ribs broken?" I touch his chest, but he doesn't whimper in pain, so I am sure he is good.

“No,” Henry says, “just the face.”

“You look like shit,” I say. “What’s wrong, bro? Is this about Amelia?”

Henry says, "Yes," and adds, "It has gotten out of hand." Whatever is going on with Amelia has gotten out of hand. Henry may need to go to therapy at this point.

I frown and wonder what he means when he says it has gotten out of hand. Henry saves me from asking him the questions that keep popping into my head.

He tells me Amelia is moving out.

“What?” I ask. “I thought you had it all under control.”

I rub my face. I need Henry to put his house into order. Henry's issues with Amelia will only harden Mother's heart about Nancy. She wouldn't want two of her children having messed up marriages at the same time.

She would want to fix things up with her trophy son first, which is me. "Why is Amelia moving out of the house?" I ask Henry, hoping I can help him find a solution to his problem.

“She found someone,” Henry says. “A gym instructor she has been seeing for a while.”

I raise my brows at him. “Amelia is cheating on you?”

"Yes," he says, "she goes to the gym every weekend to see him." Henry pauses as he clenches his fists. "I did something to blow it all up."

Henry continues; I hope he will tell me what he did to blow everything up with Amelia. "At first, I thought she was pretending to go out with her gym instructor because she wanted to get back at me for Julia, but it kept getting more real."

Henry pauses as he swallows hard. "She talks to him on the phone for hours. I can't imagine her with someone else.

As a man, I understand Henry's fears of seeing someone you love with another person. I also can't imagine Camile in bed with someone else. The thought of it would make me go crazy. In fact, it would kill me.

Henry interrupts me by clearing his throat. "Then she started talking about us getting a divorce."

"Henry," I mutter, "what did you do afterward?"

"I bought the gym," he confesses. "I bought the gym, and sacked the instructor, but it doesn't stop her from going to the new gym he is working at."

"You did what?" I know Henry to be petty, but I never thought he'd buy the gym just to stop Jason from seeing Amelia. "You went too far with that, bro. But how did you get these bruises on your face?"

"That's not the end," Henry says. I carefully listen to the rest of his story. Henry looks into my eyes and sighs as if he can't bring himself to tell me the rest. But he says it anyway. "I went to the new gym he works at, and I beat him up."

“You what?”

Henry looks away. "I am not proud of this mess, but I didn't know what to do."

“You could have talked to me about it,” I say. “That’s what you could have done.”

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