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Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 979

Seeing her figure resting quietly on the bed, the inexplicable tension gripping Derek's chest finally released. He let out a silent sigh of relief, a wave of warmth returning to his body.

What was he so worried about? They had both just been overly busy lately, which probably made him paranoid enough to think there was an actual problem between them.

Derek stood in the doorway for a moment before quietly slipping off his suit jacket. Chloe was an incredibly light sleeper. Since she frequently stayed up late working, her sleep schedule was all over the place. He was used to creeping into the bedroom after late nights of socializing; he had perfected the art of being entirely noiseless.

After taking a quick shower in the guest bathroom, he returned and climbed into bed.

The room was dark. He caught the faint, familiar scent of her perfume. She had used the same fragrance for years, and it was practically etched into his bones. Without her scent beside him, he couldn't even get a good night's sleep.

"I'm sorry. I'll make sure to come home earlier from now on," he murmured softly, reaching out to pull her into his arms.

Chloe's body naturally remembered him. Even fast asleep, she would usually adjust instantly, finding the most comfortable spot against his chest.

Only this time, when he pulled her close, she didn't move an inch.

Derek peered down at her in the darkness. "Are you awake?"

Or was she pretending to be asleep?

Chloe didn't say a word. She didn't move, either.

A fond, helpless smile touched his lips. He tried to coax her. "I won't do it again, I promise. Today was the absolute last time. I know you've got a temper. Before, you used to ignore me for weeks when you got mad."

The woman in his arms remained perfectly still.

Derek reached out and gently pinched her cheek. "Tell me, what do I have to do to make it up to you? Just say the word."

Her cheek felt completely cold to the touch.

Instinctively, he reached for her hand. Also freezing.

He frowned. The house was strictly temperature-controlled. Even though it was a chilly February night, the room was pleasantly warm. Even when her hands and feet used to get cold, they would warm up quickly once he held them.

But tonight, there wasn't even a hint of warmth.

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