Rejected By My Billionaire Husband,He Chased Me Back After D의 모든 챕터: 챕터 51 - 챕터 60

They walked out to the waiting car. Cassian opened the door for her, and she slid into the leather back seat. He followed, settling beside her, and told the driver to head to the Meridian Tower.Clara reached for her seatbelt, but her fingers were clumsy from the alcohol, fumbling with the clasp. She tried three times and could not get it to click."Lightweight," Cassian murmured, and there was affection in his voice."I am not a lightweight. This belt is defective.""It's not defective. You're tipsy.""I am perfectly—"He reached over and took the belt from her hands. He moved closer, leaning across her, and suddenly he was very near. Clara could see the sharp line of his jaw, the slight stubble on his chin, the way his dark hair fell across his forehead. She could smell his cologne something woody and expensive and utterly intoxicating. She could feel his breath against her neck as he pulled the belt across her body and clicked it into place.Damn you, Clara, she thought. What are y

The Italian restaurant was small and intimate, with red-checkered tablecloths and candles flickering in wine bottles. Alexander had chosen it because it reminded him of a place his grandmother used to take him when he was a child warm and unpretentious and full of the smell of fresh basil.Imogen was charmed."This is lovely," she said, looking around. "It feels like someone's home.""That's why I like it. Most restaurants in this city are trying too hard to impress. This place just wants to feed you."The waiter brought a bottle of Chianti and two menus. They ordered pasta fettuccine alfredo for Imogen, spaghetti bolognese for Alexander and settled into easy conversation."Tell me about Brisbane," Alexander said, twirling pasta around his fork. "What was your life like there?"Imogen hesitated. "It was... quiet. I worked at the university library. I had a small apartment. I had friends." She paused. "I had Clara.""The roommate who points knives at people.""She wasn't pointing it at

By one-thirty, everything was ready.Balloons bobbed from every available surface. The dining table was covered with dinosaur plates and napkins and a cake that read Welcome Colt & Friends! in bright green frosting. The living room had been rearranged to create a play area. The fossil collection in Cassian's study had been polished to a gleam.Emory was standing by the front window, her nose pressed against the glass, her newly freed arm hanging at her side."When are they coming? What if they're lost? What if they changed their minds?""They're not lost, and they didn't change their minds. They'll be here any minute.""What if Colt doesn't like the dinosaur plates?""Colt will love the dinosaur plates.""What if his mom doesn't like the cake?""Everyone likes cake."Emory turned to face him, her expression suddenly serious. "Daddy? Are you nervous?"Cassian blinked. "Why would I be nervous?""Because Colt's mom is coming. And you said you might have a lady friend over for dinner. Wha

The apartment door swung open, and Colt burst through like a tornado of excitement, his T-Rex clutched under one arm and a dinosaur-themed goodie bag in the other."Mommy! Mommy! We're back! You missed everything! It was the best day ever!"Clara emerged from the kitchen, still in her sweatpants and messy bun, and caught her son as he launched himself at her legs. "The best day ever? That's a big claim.""It's true! Emory's house is HUGE! Like a castle! And they have a fountain in the garden, and a swing that goes super high, and Mr. Kingsley has a whole room just for fossils. Real fossils, Mommy. Millions of years old. He let me hold a real dinosaur bone!""He let you hold a dinosaur bone?""With gloves! Very careful gloves. He said I was very responsible."Imogen followed behind, her phone in her hand, a tired but happy smile on her face. "He was very responsible. He also ate four dinosaur-shaped chicken nuggets and approximately seventeen cookies. I don't know where he puts it all.

Adrian had seen everything.He had been coming back from a late meeting with a potential investor when he saw the black town car pull up to the Meridian Tower. He had paused in the shadows of the lobby, watching through the glass doors as Cassian walked Clara to the entrance.He saw the way she smiled at Cassian. The way her eyes lit up. The way she laughed at something he said a private joke, something just between the two of them. He saw Cassian cup her face in his hands, saw them kiss, saw the way Clara's hands rested against his chest as if she had done it a thousand times before.Adrian's heart cracked.He did not move. He did not make a sound. He simply stood there, frozen in the dim lobby, watching the woman he had loved for most of his life kiss a man who had destroyed her once before.When Clara finally walked inside, her cheeks flushed and her eyes bright, Adrian stepped back into the shadows of the stairwell. She passed within three feet of him without noticing, too lost in