《Too Late to Win Me Back, Mr. Ex!》全部章節：第 161 章 - 第 170 章

After the call ended, Ethan slipped his phone back into his pocket and rejoined the conversation. The rest of the day carried a different weight, a quiet anticipation threading through every moment. Hope settled in his chest, unfamiliar and unsteady, leaving him both nervous and strangely alive.That night, the house felt unusually silent when he stepped inside. The stillness wrapped around him as he moved through the entrance, until he found Valencia seated in the living room. She wasn’t watching television, nor was she distracted by her phone. Instead, an old photo album rested open on her lap, displaying a picture of Junior as a baby.She looked up, her eyes slightly swollen, as if she had been holding back more than just memories. “You’re home, Ethan? Come, sit with me.”He crossed the room and lowered himself onto the sofa beside her. Valencia closed the album slowly, her fingers lingering on the cover as though she wasn’t quite ready to let it go. “How did it go? Does Mr. Vance

Auri studied him for a moment, the seriousness in his eyes leaving no room for argument. In the end, she nodded. “Alright, if it helps you feel better. Pak Jhon will take us. You’re unusually protective this morning… what’s going on?”“I just want you safe,” Lucas answered quietly. He reached for her hand and pressed a lingering kiss to the back of it, as if that alone could seal his promise.A small burst of chaos followed when Junior began tapping his spoon repeatedly against the table, the sharp clinking breaking the calm. Lucas had just started to rise when the phone on the table vibrated violently. The name Mark flashed across the screen.He picked it up immediately. “Yeah, Mark? What is it?”Mark’s voice came through tense and strained. “Mr. Lucas, we have a serious problem. The partnership we just signed yesterday… they pulled out unilaterally this morning.”Lucas went very still. His jaw tightened slowly, his gaze drifting toward the window, unfocused. His free hand curled int

“Wow, quite the fashion sense already,” Gia teased. Then her tone softened, touched with admiration. “But really, Auri, you’re doing amazing. Between running Nocture and taking care of your husband, Junior never lacks attention. You’ve managed your time so well.”Auri fell quiet for a moment, her gaze drifting down to the sketch of a flower arrangement in front of her. Her fingers rested lightly on the paper, but her thoughts seemed to move somewhere deeper. “I just want him to grow up with a stable life, Gia. I don’t want him to go through the kind of chaos that… well, you know what my past was like.”Gia nodded, understanding immediately. She didn’t press further, choosing instead to gently steer the conversation away. “Alright, back to work then. About the design for Lucas’s event, have you thought about the structure for the main table? I think using tall crystal vases could really add a dramatic touch.”Auri pulled a fresh sheet of paper toward her and bega

“What are you doing here?”The question slipped from Auri’s lips before Valencia could even take another step into the shop. Her voice wasn’t raised, but it carried a sharp edge that made Chloe and Sarah instinctively retreat a few steps. The soft chime of Nocture’s doorbell still lingered in the air, stretching the tension inside a space that was usually so warm.Valencia didn’t answer right away. She calmly slipped her sunglasses into the pocket of her ivory blouse, the fabric unmistakably expensive. Her gaze didn’t move to Auri at first. Instead, it settled on Junior, who stood frozen in place, clutching a thornless rose.“This shop has become even more beautiful since the last time I visited,” Valencia said at last, her tone composed, almost regal. “And it seems my grandson has grown beautifully here as well.”Auri stepped out quickly from behind the glass partition, closing the distanc

“Careful, Junior! Don’t run too fast!”Ethan Harrow’s voice came out edged with panic, but his feet stayed rooted to the spot. He stood at the edge of the wide stretch of green lawn, his gaze fixed on the small figure running ahead with unsteady steps. The fear that Junior might fall and hurt himself sent his heartbeat into a frantic rhythm, stirring a protective instinct he was only now beginning to recognize within himself. The day he had been waiting for all week had finally arrived, and now here he was, standing in the backyard of his ex-wife’s house, witnessing firsthand the little world he had only ever seen through photographs.“Just let him be, Ethan. He’s excited because he just put on his new shoes with the lights underneath,” Lucas said calmly. He sat back in a garden chair, a bottle of mineral water in hand, his relaxed posture almost deliberate, as if to make it clear that this yard was his domain. “If you keep stopping him, he won’t learn how to balance.