My Flirtacious Husband novel Chapter 833

Chapter 833 Wake Up And Smell The Coffee

“T-Then can I add you on WhatsApp?” The girl quickly took out her phone.

“I don't use WhatsApp very often. Besides, you're incredibly beautiful. If I meet you again, I'll definitely recognize you.” Harry shot her a bright smile before waving at her and walking away.

The girl's heart raced wildly as she watched him leave.

At that moment, her friend walked over. “Hey, wake up and smell the coffee. Come on. He's a Hompton. Don't you know who his father is?”

“I do. But he accepted the key chain...” the girl murmured.

Her friend shrugged and snorted. “Don't you know what he's like? He always accepts gifts from girls because he doesn't want to hurt their feelings.”

Compared to the other arrogant and domineering wealthy heirs, Harry was a breath of fresh air.

If not for Harry's distinct surname, no one would know who his father was. Not only was he handsome, but he was also gentle and unassuming. He loved making friends but never tried to get up to no good just because of his family background.

Even if he did not come from a prominent family, many girls would still go crazy about him because of his personality and good looks.

After Harry exited the university and got into his car, his smile faded a little.

While his car stopped at a traffic light at an intersection, he wound down the window, tossed the key chain into the trash can on the roadside, then wiped his fingers with a wet wipe.

Twenty minutes later, he pulled up in front of the Hompton residence.

After getting elected as chief executive, Nigel moved into the accommodation prepared by the government while Charice and Harry remained at the double-story house located halfway up a mountain.

“Mr. Harry,” the housekeeper greeted, taking Harry's bag from him and welcoming him home.

She had never seen that horrified look in her son's eyes and was momentarily stunned. However, when she recovered her senses, she discovered that his expression looked just like usual. Perhaps I was mistaken.

Harry mumbled, “Genevieve got kidnapped because of me, and she was injured. I feel quite bad about what happened. When I bumped into her in Jadeborough, I wanted to see how I could make it up to her.”

“I'll write you a check. Take it to her, and don't have any contact with her in the future,” said Charice.

Since Genevieve knows about my identity but didn't expose me, and the Faulkner family is destroyed, my grudge with Cesar is finally over.

“She isn't short of money,” he replied. Then, he added in an annoyed tone, “Mom, don't send someone to follow me anymore. I'll get angry if you do. As for the debt of gratitude I owe her, I'll take care of it myself.”

Harry glanced at his phone screen that had lit up and got up from the couch. “I won't be eating at home tonight. Evan says he's treating me to dinner.”

With that, he turned and left without giving Charice a chance to speak.

As she recalled the look of hostility flashing across Harry's eyes during their conversation, she realized he seemed to have changed.