Chapter 93

I thanked Jack from the bottom of my heart, "Mr. Zeller, thank you for rescuing me. And for the other time at the construction site as well. I really appreciate everything that you and your assistant did." "Don't mention it," Jack replied. He turned to Henry and asked, "Heading back to your place?" "Yes!" "No!" Henry and I said in unison. Henry said through gritted teeth, "Zara, are you asking me to take you home at this late hour? If your husband sees you in this state, he might think that we slept together!" "Can you stop with the nonsense?" I coldly interjected, "I've rented a place somewhere else. I'm not living with him anymore." Jack looked perplexed at our exchange—likely assuming Henry had no standards at all, even sleeping with married women. However, I didn't want to head to the lion's den by following Henry home. Fortunately, Jack respected my boundaries. He asked me for my address and instructed the driver to take me back to my place. I got out of the limo when we