บททั้งหมดของ Divorce and Regret: Chasing My Famous Lawyer Ex-Wife: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Brandon’s POVNatalie was definitely tipsy. I don’t know if it was the wine, the music, or just the way the night turned out, but something about her seemed lighter... less guarded.She talked more in the car than I’d heard her speak all week. Fast, animated, even laughing at things that weren’t that funny. Not that I minded. Drunk Natalie was… adorable. She even used her hands when she talked, like she had too many words and not enough space in her mouth to hold them all.I couldn’t stop smiling.And I couldn’t stop thinking about the moment I saw her walk into the ballroom earlier.I didn’t expect her to show up. She turned me down at the restaurant, and I didn’t push it.I figured maybe I’d screwed up again, or maybe she just didn’t want to be anywhere near me unless it was about work.But then she walked in.Dark red dress. Mask. Lipstick that made it really hard to look away.Damn! I’ve never seen anyone prettier. It was like getting a gift I’d been waiting for, but forgot I wan

Natalie’s POVPierre and I ended our little sightseeing walk with a quiet dinner at a café tucked between old buildings that smelled like pastries and rain. He was easy to be around. Polite, curious, and not overly chatty... which I appreciated. For the most part, I managed to keep my thoughts off Brandon.Well… mostly.“Want to see something funny?” Pierre asked while we were waiting for dessert.“Sure,” I said, trying not to sound too flat.He pulled out his phone and flipped to an album full of a ridiculously fluffy white dog wearing little costumes... a pirate, a bumblebee, and a tiny beret.I burst out laughing. “You really dressed him up like a baguette?”Pierre grinned. “It was Halloween. He didn’t enjoy it, but the internet did.”I found myself smiling without effort. “I needed that.”“I figured.”We walked back, still talking about his dog, and for a brief moment, I felt… lighter. Until I spotted two very familiar figures up ahead.Brandon and Vivian.He had his hands in his

Natalie’s POVI didn’t plan to visit the hospital, but something kept bugging me, so I ended up going anyway.Pierre met me in the lobby. He looked a little surprised to see me, but not in a bad way.“Mr. York stayed with her all night,” he said as we stepped into the elevator. “He really cares about her.”I didn’t answer. Just nodded. I didn’t want to assume anything but when the doors opened and I saw them from the hallway, I couldn’t ignore the way she was leaning on him. Then slowly, her hands wrapped around him.And he didn’t pull away.Something sharp twisted in my chest.It wasn’t the first time I’d seen him hug another woman. Not the first time I’d told myself it didn’t matter.But this one felt different.And somehow… the pain cut deeper.When Brandon noticed us standing there, he straightened and gently moved his hand away. Vivian smiled like she’d just won the lottery. Her cheeks were pink, and her eyes were soft, the kind of look you give someone when you know they stayed

Brandon’s POVAs we got our orders, Vivian slid a folder across the table. “Just a few final numbers from the French office,” she said. “I’d still like your take before I send them in.”I flipped it open, skimming the spreadsheets. “Looks clean. The integration with our team’s projections checks out.”She nodded, taking a sip of her drink. “Good. I want this to go smoothly. No surprises.”I closed the folder. “You’ve handled it well. Especially with the timing.”Vivian smiled faintly. “Well… I did have good company while I recovered.”I didn’t say anything. She leaned her elbow on the table and tilted her head.“You know,” she added, almost casually, “speaking of company... your lawyer, Natalie. It kind of feels like she doesn’t like me much.”I glanced at her. “Why do you say that?” I said and took a bite of the steak in front of me.Vivian let out a soft chuckle, brushing her fingers lightly against her glass. “I mean, every time we talk, she keeps it very short. Polite, but distant

Natalie’s POVEmma was standing right behind Brandon when he walked in.I knew why she was here today. She mentioned something about a potential partnership with him, but I hadn’t expected her to show up so early.She spotted me and winked before strutting over like she hadn’t just been eavesdropping.“How’d the meeting go?” I asked.Emma shrugged. “Surprisingly smooth. He’s professional, and I’ll give him that. But guess what? He asked me something about you.”I raised a brow. “What kind of something?”She grinned. “Something like, ‘Has she been okay lately?’ Like he’s been worried. That man cares.”I rolled my eyes and pointed toward the commotion a few feet away. “Yeah, he cares so much he brought Vivian back with him. That’s who he’s been busy caring about.”Brandon was currently in the middle of what looked like a very awkward triangle between Carmilla and Vivian.Emma pulled me closer, tugging my arm. “Let’s listen. This looks like premium drama.”Carmilla’s voice was sharp. “Sh