He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband-Chapter 499

Henry turned his head towards Kate and stared at her in disbelief, "Is that what you think of me? A brute that will hurt his own woman and son just because I was angry?!"

"No, I just..." Kate hesitated as she felt she was trying to compensate for her cruel act. "I left you when you were in a critical condition. I separated you from your son for two years. Your anger is justified, and I... I just want to give you a way to let go of your anger."

"By beating you?"

"... yes," Kate nodded firmly. "It’s okay, Henry. I know I was wrong for leaving you. If beating me will give you peace of mind, then do it now."

Henry clenched his fists until the veins popped on his hands. He grabbed Kate’s shoulder and forced her to face him.

Kate looked up and took a good look at the man she held dearly in her heart.

She knew there was no turning back the moment Henry laid his hands on her, and then Kate could finally move on completely.

Soon, she would be free from the shackle of guilt that haunted her for two years, and she wouldn’t need to think about Henry every single night, wondering if he was with another woman or whether he was still holding a grudge against her.

Kate smiled at Henry. This man was still the same handsome Henry Grant she fell in love with three years ago.

Yet, Kate could see the trace of exhaustion and grief on his face. His bright blonde hair had gotten darker over time, indicating his maturity.

Kate observed his eyes and realized that Henry had lost his luster. The reckless and naive young man that Kate knew had disappeared. Henry had turned into a mature man with deep mind because of her actions.

She felt guilty for what she had done. That’s why she tried to mend it by letting him unleash his pent-up rage and resentment.

She slowly reached his cheek with her hand and caressed his jaw, "The past two years must’ve been difficult for you, Henry. I can see your exhaustion, anger, grudge, resentment, and hatred towards me."

"I’m sorry for what I’ve done. I know you won’t forgive me, so hit me now, and we can end it all."

"End it all?! You want to end everything with me after what I’ve been through?!" Henry raised his voice as he got even more upset. He then scoffed, "You have so much surprise for me, Katherine. I never expected you to be this cruel."

"I—I know there’s no future for us. We’re not meant to be together," Kate said. "I just assume you have a good life out there without Theo and me. After all, you’re now the CEO of Silver Line, Master of the Grant family estate, and also the Duke of York."

"And do you think I will forget you and Theo because of that stuff?"

"W—Well, you’re now at a completely different level from what you were two years ago," Kate smiled bitterly. "You deserve a much better woman with the same social standing as you. You deserve a complete restart."

"You—" Henry was speechless.

He didn’t know why Kate was like this.

In his mind, Kate should’ve hugged his thighs by now, begging to be forgiven, crying because she knew she made a terrible mistake.

Instead, Kate took this with dignity.

She knew she was wrong, so she allowed Henry to hurt her if that would separate them for good.

"You don’t need to worry about Theo and me. I will take care of him with all my heart," Kate assured. "So don’t hesitate. I may be a woman, but I’m a woman who hurt you. Hit me so I can finally forget you."

Kate closed her eyes, ready for the hit from Henry.

Yet, after a few seconds, she didn’t feel any pain.

Instead, she felt his warm lips touching hers, kissing her passionately as he unleashed all of the longing he bore for two years.

Kate was caught off guard. She wanted to reject him at first but was soon drowned in this sea of desire and grief.

She reciprocated his kiss and allowed Henry to wrap her body with his arms, pulling her deeper into his chest.

Tears began to stream down from the corner of her eyes. She didn’t know whether she should be happy or sad, knowing Henry still loved her after what had happened.

Their lips were separated after some time.

Kate and Henry looked at each other, and the only thing Kate could mutter was, "Why?"

Kate shook her head, "I—I don’t understand, Henry. Why do you kiss me like that? Do you not realize how hard it is for me to let you go?"

"I love you, Katherine," Henry said with absolute certainty.

"You shouldn’t!" Kate hit Henry’s chest repeatedly, frustrated by what he did. "You idiot! You shouldn’t love me after what I’ve done! You deserve so much better! You—I—we—"

Henry didn’t feel anything when Kate hit his chest. But he was hurt seeing how her hit weakened, followed by silent sobs.

"All this time, I know I was at fault for leaving. I was selfish and a coward," Kate confessed. "I was at my breaking point, so I don’t expect you to still love me after I left."

Henry took a deep breath and replied, "Yes, I am angry at you, Katherine. You left me after all that I’ve done for you. You separated me from my son, and left me stranded for two years. I shouldn’t have loved you after what happened."

Henry gently wiped the tears on Kate’s cheeks with his thumb and lifted her head so they could look at each other.

Henry finally gave his beloved woman a genuine smile for the first time in two years, "But I do. I’m still deeply in love with you. I am angry at your actions, but my feelings never change."