Aww Seven Exes Begged Cute Blocked novel Chapter 68

**A Promise Written on the Rusted Edge of Time by Dael Rowan Sire**

His complexion drained of color as realization dawned upon him.

“This is undoubtedly Mr. Smith’s residence,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

The couple exchanged glances, their expressions a mixture of confusion and sympathy. After a brief pause, they replied, “You must be referring to the previous owners.”

“Previous owners?” he echoed, his brow furrowing in disbelief.

“Yes,” the woman continued, her tone matter-of-fact. “We purchased this house over three months ago.”

“But where did they go?” His voice cracked, a hint of desperation creeping in.

“How would I know?” The man shrugged, a touch of irritation in his voice.

With that, the couple closed the door, leaving Ethan standing on the porch, utterly flabbergasted.

Lily had moved? How could he have not known?

Why hadn’t she reached out to inform him of her departure? Was she ever planning to return?

A wave of frustration washed over him, compelling him to turn back and demand answers from the couple, but just then, his phone vibrated in his pocket, interrupting his thoughts.

It was a message from his friend:

“Check Lily’s Facebook.”

“She’s made it official.”

Ethan’s heart raced as he opened Lily’s profile. Though she seldom engaged with Facebook and rarely updated her status, she had inexplicably blocked his number yet hadn’t severed ties on social media.

As he scrolled through her page, his breath caught in his throat. There it was—a photo of her with another guy.

The young man was dressed in a crisp white short-sleeved shirt paired with sleek black dress pants. His dark hair tousled across his forehead, giving him an effortlessly rugged charm.

He was leaning down, his gaze fixed intently on Lily, who wore a flowing white dress that seemed to shimmer under the soft sunlight filtering through the leaves of a grand Platanus tree. They appeared perfectly matched, a striking couple captured in a moment of bliss.

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Chapter 68

Her caption read: The puppy wants his title.

The memory of that night flooded back to her—when Chase had walked her to her building. She could still recall how she had dozed off in the car, lulled by the rhythm of the engine.

“Babe, we’re here,” he had whispered gently.

As she blinked her eyes open, she found herself staring at his slender neck, illuminated by the dim glow of the car’s interior. His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he spoke, and an overwhelming urge surged within her to leave her mark on him.

Without thinking, she leaned in and pressed her lips against his throat, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her mouth.

He froze, his breathing quickening like a startled animal.

When she finally pulled away, a faint red mark lingered on his skin, a testament to her impulsive act.

His dark eyes bore into hers, filled with a smoldering intensity that made her heart race.

Suddenly, a thought struck her—she had read somewhere that boys in their late teens often struggled to control their desires. They were like kindling, easily ignited.

Feeling a rush of embarrassment, she flung open the car door and prepared to escape, eager to flee to the safety of her apartment.

But Chase was quicker; he leaped out and grasped her hand, pulling her back to him.

His gaze remained intense, a mixture of longing and confusion.

“Chase, what are you doing?” she asked, her voice a blend of surprise and curiosity.

He simply stared at her, words hanging in the air like unspoken promises.

After what felt like an eternity, he lowered his head and pressed his lips against her neck, mirroring her earlier gesture.

“Returning the favor,” he murmured, his breath warm against her skin.

“Vanessa and I never officially started anything. I’ve ended things with her,” she interjected, feeling a mix of anger and sadness.

“Can we make amends? Come back, and we can return to how things were before,” he implored, his pride momentarily forgotten in the face of vulnerability.

Ethan had always exuded confidence, but in that moment, he looked almost fragile, hope glimmering in his eyes like a candle flickering in the wind.

“We can’t go back, Ethan,” she replied firmly, feeling a pang of sorrow for the boy she once knew.

Not wanting to hear more, she tugged at Chase’s sleeve, seeking his support.

He glanced down at her, ruffling her hair affectionately. “Go upstairs first,” he suggested gently.

With a nod, she turned away, feeling the weight of Ethan’s gaze on her back.

She could sense him trying to follow, but Chase quickly intervened, gripping Ethan’s shoulder firmly.

The sound of their scuffle echoed in the night air, but she didn’t look back.

What was there to fear from a guy who could easily hold his own against ten others in a street brawl?

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She caught snippets of their conversation as she moved away.

“Lily and I grew up together. Do you really think that matters?”

The elevator doors slid shut, cutting off the rest of Ethan’s words, leaving a silence that felt heavy with unspoken emotions.

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