Semua Bab Divorced and Remarried: Desired by Two Billionaires : Bab 21 - Bab 30

22~Velma’s POV“Why don’t you sit, and let’s catch up because of old times sake….”“I did not come for old time sake,” I replied, my voice steady even though my heart was not. “I came for work.”That seemed to hurt him more than anger would have. His face fell just a little, his shoulders relaxing like he had lost a fight he had not even started.“I know,” he said quietly. “I know you did not come for me. But I am still glad you are here.”There was a silence between us then. It was thick and full of everything we were not saying. Five years of distance sat in that room with us, watching.He cleared his throat and gestured toward a door on the side of the office. “The studio space is through here. I had it prepared the moment Helena agreed.”I followed him, my steps slow but sure. The studio was large, open, filled with light from tall windows. White walls. Clean floors. Tables already set. Shelves waiting to be filled. It was beautiful. I could already imagine my work there. My hand

24~Dylan’s POVI sat back in my chair, grinning like an idiot, feeling lighter than I had in weeks. Velma had agreed to the collaboration. Just the thought made me almost forget how the day had dragged earlier. I kept replaying it in my head, her walking through that office, her eyes steady, her voice calm but firm. She looked in control, powerful, and I loved it. I loved it and hated it at the same time that she wasn’t looking at me.“She’s coming back to me,” I murmured to myself. “I’ll make her love me again. She already does, deep down. I just need to find the right way back in.”I picked up my phone, fingers hovering over the screen, and typed a quick message. Where are you staying?Nothing.I frowned, chest tightening. My heart sank a little, but I shook it off. It’s simple. Getting her address is simple.I called my private investigator, trying to keep my voice steady and calm. “I need Velma’s location. Hotel, room, everything. As soon as possible.”“Understood, sir,” he repli

26~Dylan’s POVI felt the anger sitting heavy in my chest even before I opened my mouth. It was not the loud kind. It was the quiet one that made my jaw tight and my head ache. Eva stood there, still breathing hard from all the shouting, her face flushed, her pride wounded. I could feel eyes on us, even though the principal’s office was now quieter.I turned to the woman whose son had been hurt. She was still standing stiffly, her arms crossed, her lips pressed together like she was holding back another outburst.“I am sorry,” I said, my voice firm but calm. “Truly sorry. This should not have happened.”Eva made a sound beside me, like she wanted to interrupt, but I lifted my hand slightly and she stopped.“Our son was wrong,” I continued. “There is no excuse for it. We will cover all the medical costs for your child. Everything. Hospital bills, medication, follow up visits.”The woman looked at me closely now, studying my face, like she was trying to decide if I was being honest or

28~Dylan’s POVThe day at the office dragged on, each tick of the clock heavier than the last. I couldn’t shake the image of Velma walking out of my office, the way she moved, so sure of herself yet completely untouchable. My chest felt tight just thinking about it. I sat back in my chair, rubbing my face with both hands, trying to concentrate on something, anything, but my mind kept returning to her.Finally, I called the receptionist at her hotel, keeping my voice calm but firm. “I want to send something to Mrs. Velma,” I said. “Her special delicacy is the chocolate soufflé with fresh strawberries.” I paused for a moment, imagining her reaction, the way her eyes might light up when she saw it. Small gestures, I told myself, but maybe this one would reach her, even just a little. Maybe it would soften her heart, even for a moment, and remind her that I was thinking of her.I hung up after paying for it, feeling a strange mix of hope and nervousness. It was silly, really, just a dess

30~Velma’s POVI picked up the phone before it could ring the second time. My hand was shaking a little, even though I tried to pretend that I was fine. The moment I saw Theron’s name on the screen, something in my chest softened like I had finally found a place to rest my thoughts for a while.“Theron,” I breathed out, and my voice sounded like someone who had been holding her breath for too long. “When are you coming. I have missed you so much. I want to see you. I need you here.”There was a small pause on the other side, the kind that happens when someone knows that what you just said carried more weight than your tone. I could almost picture him leaning back in his chair, trying to read my mood through the line.“Velma, what is wrong?” he asked. “I can tell something is not right. Tell me what happened.”His voice had that calm tone that always made me feel like maybe the world was not falling apart, even when it felt like it was. I forced a smile even though he could not see me