Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss - Chapter 301

Chapter 301:

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But to her surprise, Khloe grasped the meaning of the dress perfectly, showing she was truly worthy of Henrik.

“Go ahead, try it on. No one has worn this dress before,” Cynthia urged, taking Khloe’s hand and guiding her to the fitting room.

Inside, her assistant stood ready to assist Khloe with her makeup and help her into the dress.

Once Khloe was settled, Cynthia stepped outside to have a word with Henrik.

A smile of genuine joy spread across Cynthia’s face as she spoke of Khloe. “She’s wonderful. I was initially unsure how we’d get along, but now I can’t help but adore her. She’s incredibly sharp and perceptive; such a rare find. However…”

She hesitated, her expression thoughtful. “I noticed how Khloe carries herself—so poised, as if from a distinguished background. But to understand the meaning behind this dress, she must have gone through something profound. Has she faced any struggles?”

Henrik’s eyes narrowed just a fraction, a hint of something unreadable flashing in his gaze. He paused for a moment, then spoke slowly. “Khloe has been in prison.”

Cynthia froze, her breath catching. “Khloe went to prison? How is that even possible?”

Her wide eyes searched Henrik’s face, disbelief and concern swirling within them.

“You have a thing for her because of her past? Because you think she’s strong and open-minded? Henrik, you have to be careful. Do you think she’ll stay once she finds out everything about you? I’m worried. This isn’t the kind of situation everyone can put up with.”

Henrik’s lips curved into a small, unexpected smile. “Cynthia, do you know how Khloe became my fiancée?”

Cynthia shook her head, confused.

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“The second time I saw her was after her release. The Evans family was forcing her to sleep with an older man, but on the way, she stumbled into a gunfight—between me and my enemy.”

Cynthia leaned closer, her heart racing. “Something like that happened? What next?”

Henrik’s eyes narrowed as he recalled the scene. “She hid herself. When my enemy tried to assault her, she killed him with a pen.”

Cynthia’s jaw dropped. “Khloe did that? She was that…”

Henrik nodded, his gaze steady. “Yes. In that moment, I knew she wasn’t ordinary. Her courage and decisiveness amazed me. So don’t worry, Cynthia. Khloe isn’t dependent—she’s strong. Stronger and tougher than I am.”

While talking, the spark in his eyes didn’t go unnoticed by Cynthia.

Cynthia studied Henrik, startled by the admiration in his eyes yet relieved he’d found someone so extraordinary.

“It seems Khloe really is remarkable,” Cynthia said. “Is she the one for the wedding dress your mother designed?”

Henrik hesitated, a rare look of uncertainty flickering in his dark eyes.

He knew he was in love with Khloe, but what about her?

That morning, as they watched the sunrise, she had kept her thoughts hidden, showing no desire to turn their act into reality.

Henrik couldn’t decide Khloe’s will, but he knew he liked her and respected her.

Facing Cynthia’s question, he paused before saying, “I can’t be sure the wedding dress will be Khloe’s. I hope it will, but the decision is hers. I like her and respect her choice.”

“If she’s willing, the dress will belong to her.” Cynthia noticed the gentleness in his eyes and felt a mix of emotions.

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