Semua Bab Second Marriage to the Billionaire: Ex-Husband Begs Me Not to Go: Bab 421 - Bab 430

Aria hesitated, eyes dropping to the faint smile playing at the corner of Archer’s lips. Then, with a reluctant shuffle, she walked around the desk to stand in front of him.He reached for her hand, fingers brushing gently across her soft palm before trailing along each slender finger. A shiver ran up her spine, a tingling current that left her breathless.With a slow turn of his chair, Archer shifted to face her fully. One hand continued to hold hers, while the other slipped around her waist, drawing her gently into his lap.“I’m not busy,” he said with a soft laugh, placing a light kiss on her brow.“Archer… this is your office,” she whispered, one hand pressing lightly against his shoulder. She meant to push him away, but instead found herself clutching tighter.He leaned in, his voice low and calm. “I knew you were coming. No one’s getting through—Julian is outside.”Aria’s face flushed. So Julian just knew not to interrupt because… what, this was expected? She barely had tim

He finally let out a quiet laugh and brushed the strands of hair stuck to her forehead and cheeks, revealing her delicate, lovely face.Leaning in close, he whispered by her ear, “If you’d known back then that it was me who saved you… would you have started liking me from that moment?”Aria gave a soft snort. “If I’d liked you from back then, you probably wouldn’t have thought much of me. You’d have gotten bored and forgotten about me ages ago. Men never treasure what comes easy.”Archer tightened his arms around her, resting his lips on the top of her head. His voice came low and steady, “If I like someone, it’s because I knew from the start they were the one.”Aria paused, remembering what Fifi had told her: “Back then I thought it was just a coincidence… but now that I think about it, Archer probably followed you there on purpose. The farewell party was for him, and there were so many places they could’ve gone. Why choose a frozen lakeside in the middle of winter?”But then ag

In front of Archer, Mark always felt powerless—like he was constantly being looked down on.The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Without even realizing, his foot pressed harder and harder on the gas until—bang.His car slammed into the back of Archer’s SUV.Archer hadn’t been prepared at all. He had just started to turn when Mark’s car smashed into his tail, sending the Range Rover skidding sideways. The momentum carried it straight into the car in the next lane.The double impact whipped Archer forward. His forehead slammed into the steering wheel, then jerked sideways, knocking into the driver-side window.Dazed, he sucked in a sharp breath, then slowly pushed open the door and stepped out of the car—just in time to see Mark getting out of his own vehicle.Mark lit a cigarette, took a slow drag, and narrowed his eyes at Archer.“Sorry. Zoned out while driving,” he said casually, exhaling smoke.The driver of the other car, clearly fuming, jumped out. “Are you out

“He just lost it out of nowhere and rammed into the back of the boss’s car,” Kent explained as he drove. “Mr. Duncan was about to make a turn, so the hit made the car fishtail and slam into the next lane. The second impact was what really did the damage.”“Is he insane?” Aria’s eyes were burning with anger. She had told Mark again and again that she wasn’t interested. Why would he do something like this?“I’m fine, aren’t I?” Archer gave her a reassuring smile and squeezed her hand.Kent kept quiet but silently confirmed it—his boss had absolutely exaggerated his condition on purpose.A few minutes later, Archer’s phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen. “Probably an update about the accident.”“I’ll get it.” Aria took the phone. “Hello? Henry, it’s me—Aria.”“Mrs. Duncan,” Henry greeted her. He cast a glance at Mark, who stood nearby, his expression twisted with hostility.“It’s officially ruled a rear-end collision,” Henry reported. “Whether it was intentional or not, it falls

Rachel was mortified. Her face was still burning from embarrassment—thankfully it was already dark, or everyone would’ve seen how red she’d gone.She thought about it more and understood why Archer had reacted that way, but she still couldn’t help muttering under her breath, “He is older than Aria… What’s so wrong with pointing that out?”---By Friday, the cut on Archer’s forehead had stopped bleeding and scabbed over. The bandage was gone too.Since their flight was in the afternoon, he still had to go into the office that morning. He brought Aria along to the company, while Christina had gone home to pack and planned to meet them at the airport later.As Archer and Aria reached the building entrance, they ran into Mark and Fifi.Mark’s car was still at the dealership for repairs, so he’d come in with Fifi this morning. The moment she saw them, Fifi latched onto Mark’s arm, giving him a hard pinch when he looked like he might pull away.Mark frowned slightly, then glanced down