Rejected By My Billionaire Husband,He Chased Me Back After D의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

Cassian Kingsley stood at the departure gate with his heart in his throat.The terminal was crowded with early-morning travelers. He was none of them. He was a man alone, clutching a boarding pass, about to fly twelve thousand miles to chase a woman who had made it clear she did not want to be found.Qantas Flight 8 to Brisbane, Australia, now boarding First Class passengers.He didn't move.His phone was open to the draft he'd written at three in the morning. He read it one last time.Clara, I'm writing this on a plane to Brisbane. By the time you read this if you ever read this I'll be in your city, standing outside your door like the fool I've always been.I don't know if you'll open the door. But these four months without you have been the worst of my life. Not because you managed the house or organized my schedule. Because you were there. Because you loved me when I gave you no reason to, and I was too blind to see it.I know I don't deserve your forgiveness. But I'm coming anywa

Two weeks later.For fourteen days, the twins had floated in their incubators, growing stronger by the hour. The boy had gained four ounces and learned to feed without the tube. The girl was smaller but fiercer, tiny fists always clenched, miniature brow furrowed as if preparing for a fight.The NICU nurses called them the Miracles. Twenty-nine-week twins with no major complications, no brain bleeds, no infections. It was almost unheard of. But their mother had survived a crash that should have killed her, so perhaps stubbornness ran in the family.Imogen came every day before work and after work. She sat between the incubators and talked about Clara's laugh, her terrible cooking before she figured out the salmon recipe, her habit of singing in the shower. She told them about the day Clara stood in front of the baby store window, staring at a onesie like it was the most precious thing in the world."Your mother is the bravest person I know. She escaped a man who didn't deserve her. Sh

The early morning light bled through the curtains.Cassian's bedroom was a disaster empty whiskey bottles littering the floor, books torn from shelves, a shattered lamp in the corner. He sprawled across the mattress in yesterday's clothes, shirt wrinkled, jaw shadowed with stubble, eyes red-rimmed and swollen.His phone rang. Nathaniel."Mr. Kingsley. We've found a body."The room tilted."The physical description matches Mrs. Kingsley height, weight, hair color. But the face was severely damaged. We can't make a visual identification. The body was thrown approximately twenty feet. Facial trauma was extensive. She would have died on impact.""DNA. What about DNA?""The DNA is a match, sir. We compared samples from the body to hair from her Brisbane apartment. It's her."Cassian's hand trembled violently. Clara was dead. The hope that had flickered in his chest for two weeks the desperate, irrational hope that this was all a mistake guttered and died."I want to see her.""The body is

Julian arrived at the Kingsley estate in the late afternoon.The mansion was quieter than he had ever seen it. Maids moved like shadows. The curtains were still drawn. Vanessa's carefully arranged flowers were wilting, petals curling brown at the edges.He found Cassian in the living room, dressed and shaved but with eyes still hollow. Julian sat across from him. They had known each other twenty years. They didn't need words to fill every silence."I'm sorry I didn't come sooner," Julian finally said. "I should have been here the moment I heard about Clara.""You're here now. That's what matters.""How are you holding up?""I'm not." Cassian set his glass down. "But I'm still breathing. That's something."Julian leaned forward. "I heard about the baby. Mike told me. A daughter."A flicker of light passed through Cassian's hollow eyes. "A daughter. Clara was pregnant, Julian. Seven months. And I didn't know. She delivered a baby girl and I wasn't there.""A girl?"."Yes a girl", the in

Five Years Later "Mom! I'm done!"Colt Hayes sat at the kitchen table, his bowl of macaroni half-empty, his school tie already crooked despite Clara having straightened it ten minutes ago. He was five years old now, with chubby cheeks that dimpled when he smiled, dark hair that stuck up in the back, and honey-colored eyes, his mother's eyes, everyone said, but he was the perfect replica of Cassian, the nose, the jaw, the face, everything."I'm coming, baby." Clara emerged with his school bag and water bottle."Auntie Imogen, I'm full." Colt turned his most persuasive pout toward Imogen. "I don't want to eat anymore."Imogen tapped his nose. "My cute little baby, eat a bit more so you can grow tall and strong and help your mommy and auntie when we're old and gray.""Hmph." Colt crossed his arms, cheeks puffing. "You say that all the time to make me eat more. I know all your plots."Clara bit back a laugh. "She's not lying, sweetheart. Kids who don't eat don't grow tall."Colt consider