บททั้งหมดของ His Mute Wife's Goodbye Revenge : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

NyelleI slowly shut the door behind me while tightening my grip around my phone unconsciously. Honestly, I still couldn’t believe I actually came home because of one single text message from Vincent.One message. That was all it took.The realization annoyed me a little because after everything he had done, after all the humiliation and neglect, one small message from him still managed to pull me right back to him like my heart had no pride left.My eyes slowly dropped toward the screen again as the message replayed inside my head.My dad wants a grandchild. Come home early tonight.A strange ache settled inside my chest again.The painful part was that I wanted the same thing too. I wanted a baby desperately, not because his father demanded one and not because it would suddenly make Vincent love me, but because my time was running out faster than anybody knew. Every day lately felt like a countdown hidden inside my body, and the fear of leaving this world without having something t

NyelleMy eyes slowly dropped toward the object in Vincent’s hand. A first aid box.For a second, I genuinely just stared at it in disbelief while my heartbeat shifted strangely inside my chest.He noticed I was hurt enough to bring medicine?The thought alone felt unfamiliar.Before my stupid heart could react too much, I quickly pulled myself away from his grip and stepped backward, fixing my hair nervously to avoid looking directly at him.But the second I lifted my head again, I caught him staring. Not at my face. His eyes had dropped lower, straight toward my cleavage.The fitted black dress hugged my body tightly, exposing more skin than I had ever shown around him before, and judging from the way his jaw tightened slightly, Vincent was definitely noticing it. A little too much.His eyes slowly dragged upward again after realizing I caught him staring, but the tension already settled heavily between us.“You’re hurt,” he muttered finally while holding the first aid box toward me

Nyelle“What are you doing?”Vincent’s voice cut sharply through the silence inside the car, and my eyes flew open so fast that my lashes almost brushed against his face.Heat rushed violently into my cheeks the moment realization hit me properly.Oh God. What the hell had I just done?I immediately pulled back slightly while looking away from him, but unfortunately, that only made things worse because Vincent had already noticed everything.The way I closed my eyes. The way my lips parted slightly. The way I leaned toward him without thinking.A low scoff escaped him suddenly, enough to make humiliation crawl painfully through my chest.“Wait,” he muttered while staring directly at me now. “Don’t tell me you actually thought I was about to kiss you.”I stayed completely still. Honestly, I wished the car door would open and swallow me alive at that moment.Vincent leaned back against the seat slowly while dragging one frustrated hand through his hair. His bloody knuckles brushed agai

NyelleThe headache pounding inside my head felt unbearable by morning.It sat heavily behind my eyes like someone had stuffed broken glass into my skull overnight, and no matter how hard I tried, Vincent’s words refused to stop replaying inside my head.A stain I wanted to erase.I slowly walked downstairs while gripping tightly against the railing for support. My chest still hurt badly from crying the entire night, and honestly, my body felt exhausted in every possible way.The second I reached the last step, my eyes immediately moved toward the dining area unconsciously.But it was empty. Vincent wasn't there. For some stupid reason, disappointment still settled inside my chest.“What exactly are you looking for?” Cassia’s voice snapped sharply through the silence.I looked up immediately.She stood near the dining table with her arms folded tightly across her chest while staring at me with obvious amusement.Her lips slowly curled upward when she noticed the direction I had been

VincentThe kiss with Nyelle would not leave my head.No matter how hard I tried focusing, my brain kept replaying that moment in the hallway over and over again like some cursed movie scene I couldn’t shut off.The way she looked at me. The way her lips felt against mine. The way she melted against me so naturally like she had been waiting for that kiss for years.And the worst part? I kissed her first.“Sir… are you alright?” My chauffeur’s cautious voice suddenly pulled me back to reality.I blinked immediately before realizing I had been absentmindedly touching my lips again.Worse? Apparently smiling too.I straightened instantly in the backseat while adjusting my suit quickly.“Yes,” I answered too fast. “Why?”The chauffeur looked slightly nervous now.“It’s just…” he hesitated awkwardly. “You’ve been smiling to yourself for the past few minutes while touching your mouth.”My entire expression hardened immediately.“I was not smiling,” I snapped.“Yes sir.”“And focus on the ro