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ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 29

ผู้เขียน: MIKS DELOSO
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Charles stood at the penthouse window well past the time Fiona had departed.

Outside, the city was thrumming alive—with traffic buzzing, sunlight rebounding off glass towers—but within, it was still. Too still. The sole evidence she'd ever been here at all was a faint impression on the cushion opposite him, and a pink coffee mug she'd left by mistake.

He regarded it as if it would tell him what the hell was going on with him.

She was chaos.

Pure chaos in a discount towel, careening through his kitchen like a hyperactive flamingo.

And yet. she'd smiled at her daughter with a heat that could melt steel.

He rubbed the back of his neck, letting out a sharp breath. "Get it together," he growled.

This wasn't supposed to happen. He didn't do entanglements. He didn't do tummy flips or mornings spent brushing out flour from women's hair. He did strategy. Logistics. Legacy.

Not. whatever this was.

The memory struck him again out of the blue:

The towel.

The wide-eyed scream.

Her frantic penguin
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  • ALMS TO LOVE   ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 31

    Valeria fixed her with a wise stare. "You're thinking about him, aren't you?"Fiona's heart skipped a beat. "I'm not.""Uh-huh," Valeria said, raising an eyebrow. "Don't think I don't see."Fiona swallowed, the truth searing like a black cloud in the back of her throat. She couldn't tell him. How could she? How could she make him understand what drew her to Charles? How could she make him understand the discord, the tension between what he'd done for her and what she'd felt for him?"Don't think too much about it," Valeria went on, her voice now sarcastic. "But you're not deceiving me. I'm sitting in the front row for your drama spectacle, and I'm enjoying every moment of it.""Shut up," Fiona growled, her cheeks blazing.The nurse came back in a minute, with a smile on her face to the two of them. "Ms. Degenery, Liza's vitals are stable, and she can be discharged in an hour. We just have to complete the final check."Fiona's heart leaped. An hour. That's all. Liza would come home."T

  • ALMS TO LOVE   ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 30

    Fiona's heart racing as she came back to the tiny hospital room, her own heart racing in her head like a drum. She scarcely could believe what the doctor had said to her.Liza was home.Her little girl, her little soldier, would be fine. Two weeks from then, they would be together, really together again, far from antiseptic white walls, far from relentless beeping and fretting.She was already able to picture it—Liza all cozy on the living room couch at home, watching cartoons, giggling and asking her nails to be painted. The world had waited so long, it had kept its breath, but now. now it could breathe once more.The physician had only provided her with the release forms, and her smile was shinier than the sun outside a spring morning. "We are going to keep her under observation for the recovery, but the process of recovery is faster than expected. If it keeps going like that, we are talking about complete recovery very soon."Fiona couldn't muster words to tell the thanks bubbling

  • ALMS TO LOVE   ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 29

    Charles stood at the penthouse window well past the time Fiona had departed.Outside, the city was thrumming alive—with traffic buzzing, sunlight rebounding off glass towers—but within, it was still. Too still. The sole evidence she'd ever been here at all was a faint impression on the cushion opposite him, and a pink coffee mug she'd left by mistake.He regarded it as if it would tell him what the hell was going on with him.She was chaos.Pure chaos in a discount towel, careening through his kitchen like a hyperactive flamingo.And yet. she'd smiled at her daughter with a heat that could melt steel.He rubbed the back of his neck, letting out a sharp breath. "Get it together," he growled.This wasn't supposed to happen. He didn't do entanglements. He didn't do tummy flips or mornings spent brushing out flour from women's hair. He did strategy. Logistics. Legacy.Not. whatever this was.The memory struck him again out of the blue:The towel.The wide-eyed scream.Her frantic penguin

  • ALMS TO LOVE   ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 28

    How in the world was she supposed to just up and go plod on back outside and fake a phony engagement with the man when her real flesh-and-blood self had just made an unscheduled guest appearance in his kitchen?"Oh my God, my boobs were literally hanging out next to the butter."She snarled so hard the pillow almost exploded.He's gonna think that I did it on purpose. Some scorching "oops-I'm-naked" trick. Gag.I'm a mom! I teach in cardigans! I recite poetry when I cry! That is not the vibe I was attempting to provide!She stood, sat down again. Stood up again. Then pushed herself to breathe."Alright. Pull yourself together. You are not going to die. You've done tougher. You gave birth without the epidural. You got through the fundraiser with that socialite who believed 'quantum physics' was a shoe store. You. Can. Do. This."She slapped herself mentally and exited the room.In the kitchen.Charles sat calmly sipping coffee, telephone in the hand holding the breakfast, other hand ho

  • ALMS TO LOVE   ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 27

    Fiona's eyes opened to the gentle thrum of silence and the light of early morning seeping over the guest room carpet. She gradually pushed herself into a sitting position, still wrapped in the comfort of the cashmere throw, sleep blurring her eyes.Her mind was cloudy but sharp enough for one thing to cut through: Liza. Guilt made its predictable appearance, so did determination.She had to snap out of it. She needed a hot shower.Hanging her legs over the bed, Fiona stretched—and frowned at once.No bathroom anywhere in view.She looked about. No door. No tile floor. Only pale walls and minimal furniture."Of course," she grumbled to herself. "Luxury and no bathroom."She opened the guest room door and looked down the hallway. The penthouse was quiet. There was a hint of clean sheets and oak floors lingering in the air. She walked quietly down the hall, assuming Charles would not yet be awake. He did not seem the early riser type to her. Not that CEO brooding type.She walked into th

  • ALMS TO LOVE   ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 26

    Charles waited in the doorway, silent. He hadn't meant to hear—but he did. The soft thrum of Fiona's voice had trickled under the crack in the door. Not loud, not clear, but enough to catch the weight of it. The way she spoke to her daughter, soft and trembling and low. The way her laughter filled the air even when it cracked like cracked glass.She did not know he was there. And maybe that was the reason the words had felt so bare. So sincere.He stepped back out into the hall, running his hair through his fingers. His chest hurt. He was not used to this feeling—this filling, choking tightness in his lungs. It was not lust. It was not even guilt. It was worse.It was odd.Charles Billion's life was constructed on control. Each transaction, each tabloid, each look he took at the world was refined into something calculated. Tonight—Fiona had sailed over all the walls he'd built. Not with seduction. Not with charm. With her silences. With her agony. With that voice saying she loved her

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