His Ex-wife Is An Heiress (Amara and Tobias) novel Chapter 75

“You don’t just give up, do you?” Bethany said, eyeing Tobias with annoyance.

“I just want to apologize to her for what Fiona did, nothing more.” He explained, his eyes focused on Amara who was leaning heavily against Bethany.

“Is it only Fiona’s mistake you’re going to apologize for?” Bethany response was as cryptic as it could get, but Tobias clearly understood what she meant.

She was demanding an apology, not only for Fiona and Giselle’s mistake, but also his. It was because of his neglect that Amara had gone through so much at the hands of the people he considered family.

Just imagining her standing in the raining and begging Fiona not to convince him to divorce her, had that unfamiliar feeling of guilt towards Amara washing over him.

“I’ll take her inside, please.” Saying this, Tobias walked forward and reached out, intending to carry Amara.

However, before he could, Amara lifted her head and looked at him. “You…”For a second, she seemed to recognize Tobias, but then her expression crumbled, turning sour as she left Bethany’s side and walked, stumbled towards him.

When she nearly tripped, Tobias reached out and instinctively caught her, bringing her body close to his as support.

He stared down at her drunk for briefly wondering how much she had drank. From behind, Bethany transferred the weight to her less dominant leg and sighed.

If anyone ever told her that this two had parted ways on a clean slate and didn’t have even the smallest ounce of feelings for each other, she would have called them a liar.

Because even in Amara’s drunken state, the name she had called several times, said it all. And even though Tobias’s stoic expression tried it’s best, it couldn’t hide that warm look Tobias got in his expression, ever so often, when he glanced at Amara.

It was so freaking clear, but Bethany seemed to be the only one seeing it.

Once again she sighed. These two needed to sort their shit out.

“Five minutes, I’ll wait in my car. Say all you want.” Saying this, she turned around and headed to her car. “And you best take care of her during that time, Tobias. If anything happens to her, you’re dead.”

The male didn’t bother responding and instead, focused his attention on the female in his arms.

“You’re drunk, Amara, badly.”

If Amara knew this, she didn’t believe it. Rather, she believed the illusion that her mind had created. The illusion that she was still married to Tobias and this was one of the days when Giselle and Fiona had decided to act like a pair of madmen.

Freely, she allowed her body lean into his, no longer fighting and struggling against him like she did in her sober form.

“Why did you have to come home so late, Tobias?” That was the first word that left her mouth. She was looking at him, her eyes filled with sadness. “Your mother and Fiona, they…” She hesitated, weighting the options of whether she should tell him or continue to suffer in silence.

The latter had been a choice for far too long and just for today, Amara felt like she could speak out.