The Boy Who Tattooed My Name on His Chest novel Chapter 37

The marriage between Henry and I was forced to pause.

Zane began pressuring my father.

The message was clear—if he dared to marry me off to Henry, our family would be in trouble.

My father was furious, but he didn’t know how to deal with Zane.

He was a businessman who valued profits above all else.

But deep down, he despised the man who had wasted his daughter’s youth.

So this time, he didn’t force me into anything. He said everything would depend on my decision.

Henry also ran into some issues.

The woman who had been his childhood sweetheart and with whom he had been in a long-term relationship, Lily, showed up at the wedding, threatening to end her life unless he took her back.

Every time I heard this, I couldn’t help but compare it to my own situation.

And ironically, the man who had sabotaged Henry’s relationship, causing Lily to misunderstand and break up with him, was actually Natalie’s brother.

Henry said that the man also used the excuse of being terminally ill to make Lily feel sorry for him.

Two siblings both claiming to have terminal illnesses?

We both found it suspicious.

Upon investigation, it turned out they had never been sick!

It was all a scheme to get close to Zane and Lily, in order to pressure them into an arranged marriage, hoping to use the situation to save their family from bankruptcy.

Henry and I were both shocked and amused.

Shocked that they were so manipulative, willing to go to such lengths for their goals.

Amused that those two people had blindly believed them, without even doing a background check.

In the end, they had just been swayed by their words.

It was clear that they had idealized them too much.

We both silently decided not to expose the truth, but just quietly gathered the information.

I knew Henry was exhausted.

He didn’t want to be involved in this any longer.

But Lily probably wouldn’t let him go.

She was a well-known career woman, extremely dominant. Henry had quietly been in a relationship with her for years, even considering marrying into her family.

Now, to be met with distrust—it was something no one would accept.

Henry decided to leave, but Lily wasn’t willing to let him go.

She threatened to kill herself, demanding Henry return to her. In the end, she locked him in her house, her gaze fixed on him like a hawk.

Henry could only chat with me secretly through his phone now.

I sighed inwardly.