Chapter 125

Before I could think twice, I jerked my knee up and landed a strike on Henry Smith’s most vulnerable spot. “Ugh!” He let out a muffled, sexy grunt, his brows tightening in pain. The hands that had been shamelessly wandering all over me immediately backed off. I didn’t even use much strength, but in a moment like that, even a light hit had to hurt like hell. Henry clearly didn’t want to look like a fool in front of Jason, so he let go of me real quick. Just as the door opened, he dropped back into his office chair, trying to play it cool through the pain. I scrambled up from the desk and quickly adjusted my clothes. Then I jumped down, just about to pick up the broken pieces of the bracelet on the floor—only to look up and meet Jason’s eyes behind the door. His gaze was calm with a hint of a smile at first, but the second he registered my wrinkled clothes and the shattered bracelet, his eyes darkened. He didn’t ask anything. He just stared at me, dead silent. He wasn’t stupid—no need to