Stuck in you

Chapter 189 Let Me Think It Over

Kneeling on the floor for a long time without getting any response from Lea, Henry was patient. He was not at all anxious or angry, given that she must have been processing the sudden proposal. "I won't force you to accept, but I do want that you'll give me a chance to take care of the both of you." Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

The corners of her lips twitched. She turned away, agitated from the entire situation.

As if he was able to read her mind, Henry softened his face. "Lea, let's get married and start our own family."

His promise was so perfect that she could already see it painted at the back of her mind.

In the near future, they would have their wedding and get a home of their own. Their home would be warmly lit as a familiar cartoon would echo around the household. Toys would be scattered all over the sofa and the carpet.

The doorbell would ring and she would run to get the door.

A man with a dapper suit and gold-rimmed glasses would stand in front of her with a smile. He would carry the baby

before placing it back into her arms. "Change his diaper," he would mention, frowning.

The baby would burst into tears as the disgusting smell would waft around her...

Lea finally snapped out of it as she stared grimly at the ring. "Let me think it over, okay?"

Although she didn't say "yes" immediately, she was touched by his actions.

Nervousness flashed in his eyes as he stood up and quietly placed the ring box into his pocket. "Okay," he said softly, not wanting to force her to get into anything she didn't want to. After all, he knew that she

still needed to process what was happening.

After a long pause, she sighed in relief.

Henry got out of her room obediently.

Although she was thankful that he had given her more time, she couldn't help but have a funny feeling in her chest.

She sat in the room for a while before giving Rachel a call. She frowned when her best friend didn't answer.

It was the second day since she knew that she was pregnant, and Henry had just proposed to her.

The past two days had been extremely fast paced.

Although Henry was excited, his heart was fluttering with nervousness. A part of him wanted to shout to the world that he was going to be a dad.

However, right now, his wife-to-be was his priority.

After all, she was his baby's mother and the love of his life.

Henry's excitement had been so overwhelming that he just needed to share it with somebody. Without another thought, he decided to give Michael a call.

Since he didn't answer his phone, he decided to try Marcus. However after a few rings, he realized that the man might not be the best person to tell anything to. He had a big mouth. If he told him first, his entire family might know about it by tomorrow. After a short while, he decided to call Jack.

It wasn't that Jack was the last person he could think of, but it was because he was still with Rachel.

If Jack knew, then Rachel would be sure to know.

Besides, Henry didn't even know if Rachel supported his relationship with Lea. Her knowing this entire situation might not be the most ideal for their part.

If Rachel found out,

he wouldn't know what he was going to do.

Henry couldn't help but feel uneasy with the entire situation, but he felt like he could burst out at any moment if he didn't have anyone to share the good news with.

Seeing that he had no other choice, Henry made an appointment with Jack at the cafe. He arrived first, and Jack arrived twenty minutes later.

Henry had arranged a private room for them to prevent any eavesdroppers. He also ordered a carton of beer.

Jack widened his eyes when he walked into the room. "What happened? Holding a victory banquet?"

Although Jack wasn't much of a lightweight, he knew for a fact that he shouldn't drink alcohol right now —his stomach hadn't fully recovered.

Henry cracked open a can of beer before handing it to him only for him to refuse.

"Don't you want to drink beer? What do you want to drink then?"

Jack unbuttoned his top collar casually. "Let them send some water in."

Henry's jaw dropped.

'Water? Did he want to get us both kicked out of the restaurant?'

"What about red wine?" he urged.

"No thanks."

"What's wrong?" He placed his beer on the table. "Did you quit drinking or something?"

"I've been having some stomach trouble." Henry frowned, feeling as if there was more to the story.

If he was having stomach trouble, then that meant Rachel must've forbid him from drinking alcohol.

Looking at the beer in front of him, Henry sighed. It seemed that he had just asked the wrong person. Did Jack come all this way just to watch him drinking?

He frowned.

"Are you really sure you don't want to drink? Come on, man. You can't just sit there and watch me drink the entire night," Henry complained.

Jack shrugged. "Why not? Why do you want to drink anyway?"

There were only two reasons why men would drink. One was to celebrate and the other was to vent.

Jack wondered which category was Henry in. Did something happen with him and his girlfriend?

Since he insisted on not drinking, Henry didn't persuade the man again. Instead, he rang the bell and asked the waiter to bring him a glass of water. Without another word, he filled his glass with beer and took a sip. The bitter taste spread across his throat.

He had wanted someone to drink with him, but it seemed that he would be drinking alone tonight.

He sighed.

Jack unscrewed the cap from his bottle and took a sip. "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

"Far from it actually," he said, lowering his gaze to the bubbles in his glass. His thumb slid across the surface as unknown emotions passed in his eyes.

"Then what made you want to drink?"

Jack raised his eyebrows.

Henry sighed, knowing that he couldn't keep it to himself any longer.

"I'm going to be a father."

Jack's jaw dropped. "What?"

Henry grinned. "Lea's pregnant."

Jack's eyes widened as he straightened his back. He quickly calculated the time they'd been together in his mind before bursting out into laughter. "You're pretty efficient, aren't you?" he joked.

They had been together for three months, and Lea was already pregnant. However, after hearing him laugh so bitterly, Jack frowned.

Then why did he look like he had lost the lottery?

"Well then, what's wrong?" Jack asked.

Henry frowned as he took another swig from his glass. "She's pregnant, but I don't know whether she will keep it."

In this case, it seemed that even Jack wasn't able to help her.

He drank some water. "Hasn't she agreed to it yet? Haven't you talked to her?"

"It's not that easy you know," he grumbled.

The corners of Jack's lips arched upwards. "You can always keep trying."

'Bastard. After everything I've told you, that's all you have to say?' Henry snorted, shaking his head.

"I have to find a way to convince her," he murmured.

Although they didn't know each other for a long time, Henry knew for a fact that Lea was the only woman for him.

In fact, every time he looked at her, he always had the urge to spend his whole lifetime with the woman.

Henry had always tried to keep himself together from those impulses.

It was only when he realized that she was pregnant that he finally plucked up the courage to ask her to marry him.

'We have a baby now. Isn't that enough reason to want to get married?'

It was the perfect excuse for him to propose,

yet it seemed that it had created even more tension between them.

Henry began to tell Jack the entire story as he drank more and more.

He didn't even know why he was telling Jack all of this.

He had more experience in women than his friend.

Except for his one-night stands, Jack only had two women in his life.

Celine and Rachel.

Not to mention the fact that he didn't even know how to handle them.

In fact, it was probably Jack who needed help more than he did.

Henry knew for a fact that out of all the women he had with him,

Lea was the one who had affected him the most. Lea was the only one in his mind

from the moment he had met her.

It seemed that the only way to get her trust was to also get Rachel by his side.

Henry thought that his plan was brilliant, but it seemed reality had other things in mind.

Although Jack was a great listener, he wasn't great at giving advice. "Just wait for her to make a decision." He shrugged. "Why are you in such a hurry anyway?"

Henry sighed. "Because she might not accept it at the end of the day."