Chapter Forty-Five

Henry could not believe his eyes as he stared back at Natasha who had just come into the ballroom with her parents.

He knew that it was not a coincidence that they had the same clothes on because his mother had personally picked up his clothes, he was more than certain that she must have picked up Natasha's dress too, she intentionally made them dress up the same on the day of the ball.

He cast Natasha a hard glare with his jaw tightened as she looked at him. He knew it wasn't her fault since she equally wasn't aware of the arrangement, but still, he wanted to hate her and get annoyed with her for it since he couldn't direct his anger to his mom who was walking towards Natasha already.

In no time, she had enveloped her into a tight hug.

They were talking cheerfully but because of the distance, he could not make out whatever it was they were saying. But he did notice one thing though, Natasha kept stealing a glance at him like she could not believe that they were actually putting on t