Do You Still Love Me When We Meet Again? (Aubrey and Damon) novel Chapter 113

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Zachary had only spoken to her about her father’s case in the backyard.

As for why Zachary would give her hope without any actual proof?

Aubrey figured it was because Zachary didn’t want her to give up on his brother. He wanted to do something for Damon and reignite the fire within

her.

She could feel his good intentions, and she was grateful.

Leaving the backyard, Zachary headed towards the living room, with Aubrey following behind. She saw a group of men in the hall, their laughter hearty, their conversation lively. There was no sign of cigarettes or alcohol, only the fragrance of tea and unguarded honesty, a relaxed and profound warmth shared among men.

Aubrey’s steps faltered, afraid that her presence would disrupt the atmosphere.

In the few seconds she hesitated, Damon’s gaze met hers, a deep and gentle light hidden beneath his intense eyes. He beckoned her with a subtle gesture.

Everyone noticed Damon’s gesture, and all eyes turned to her.

Damon openly called her over.

Her palms were sweaty, and she balled her hands into a gentle fist, rubbing them together before walking over to stand beside Damon, her head lowered.“What is it?”

Damon was calm and composed, taking her hand in his.“Come, sit down and chat with us.”

At this moment, one of Damon’s friends had already run to the dining room, bringing back a chair and placing it behind Aubrey.“Here, sit down.”

Turning her head, she saw the chair and the man’s warm, smiling face.

“Thank you,” she said, sitting down next to Damon.

Damon held her hand the entire time, never letting go.

His palm was rough, warm, and thick, radiating a sense of security that settled over her.

Even amidst his large group of friends, she didn’t feel neglected; the conversation seemed to subtly shift, drawing her in.

As everyone was chatting and laughing, someone asked curiously,“Damon, where did you get hit?”

‘On the road, wasn’t paying attention,” Damon said, trying to gloss over it.

Just then, his cousin let out a cold laugh, immediately calling him out.“On the road? Aubrey was going to the courthouse with Alex to get married. He chased after them like a maniac and got hit on the main road outside the courthouse.”

A stunned silence fell over the group.

His cousin had completely exposed him, tearing his dignity to shreds and grinding it into the dirt, caring nothing for their fraternal bond, intent only on mbarrassing him and Aubrey.

Alex looked understandably awkward, managing only a dry chuckle.

A friend quickly tried to diffuse the tension. “Your cousin’s quite the comedian…”

How could that be a joke?” His cousin narrowed his cold eyes, a hint of malice in his smile as he looked at Aubrey.“If you don’t believe nvolved.”

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Aubrey felt Damon’s hand subtly stiffen around hers. His face darkened, a barely perceptible rage beginning to simmer beneath the surface.

If Damon lost his temper, this situation would become even uglier.

As all eyes turned to Aubrey and Damon, some glanced at Alex as well.

Alex looked flustered.“Actually, I and…”

“Alex is my client,” Aubrey interjected, her voice steady and calm, cutting off Alex’s explanation. Skirting the real issue, she explained, “Besides that, I’ve known him for six years through Damon. We’re friends, but there’s nothing like what your cousin is implying, nothing close to marriage.”

His cousin’s face darkened, forcing a fake smile. “But Damon did get into a car accident in front of the courthouse, didn’t he? Weren’t you two there to register your marriage?”

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Aubrey remained poised, turning to Alex with exceptional composure. “Alex, ie your cousin implying that you’re trying to marry you frand’s girlfriend? Is that what’s happening?”

The pointed question left Alex even more embarrassed and awkward.

The admitted it, his friends would tear him to shreds. After all, Damon and Aubrey had been on and off for over a decade, never truly and completely

eparating.

Whether it was trying to steal a friend’s girlfriend or chasing after a friend’s ex, neither looked good.

f he succeeded, he wouldn’t have to worry about the gossip. But he hadn’t succeeded, which made it even more humiliating

There was no way he’d admit to that, not even if his life depended on it. He’d take it to his grave.

Aubrey and I were in the area handling some legal matters,” Alex blurted out, as if grasping for a desperate lifeline. “Damon and Aubrey had a fight the lay before yesterday. They were both emotional, and Damon was a little anxious. He didn’t look when he crossed the street and gor hic”

With Alex’s explanation, the cousin’s face soured, like he’d just been handed a plate of manure. His smile froze, and he lifted his teacup, using it as a hield to hide his mortification.“I must have misheard.”

Even though the awkwardness had been dispelled and the conversation quickly shifted to lighter topics, Damon’s expression remained dark, his gaze ntense and sharp as he stared at his cousin. An aura of chilling menace emanated from him.

He’d thought it was just the older generation of the family, weighing various factors, who didn’t want him and Aubrey to be together.

But his cousin, a peer, also harbored this much animosity toward Aubrey.

Now it seemed things weren’t so simple.

Aubrey sensed Damon’s unease. Even now, thinking back on the poor choices she made back then, she still felt a pang of guilt

For the rest of the gathering, Damon remained aloof and reserved.

The get–together ended quickly after that.

Aubrey watched the last of their friends‘ cars disappear down the front drive before turning to see Damon already wheeling himself back inside.

Her cousin–in–law’s words had stirred up a wave of unease, leaving her heart heavy. She hurried after Damon’s wheelchair.

The midday sun was bright, and the summer heat radiated in waves, making her feel even more uncomfortable.

Reaching the shade of the entrance, Damon abruptly stopped.

Aubrey paused too, watching his back. Her fingers nervously pinched at the hem of her shirt. She waited, but when Damon didn’t react, it seemed he was waiting for her to approach.

Finally, she took a deep breath and stepped closer, forcing a sweet, bright smile as she slowly crouched down in front of him. Resting her hands on his highs, she looked up at him.“Why’d you stop here? Aren’t we going inside?”

Damon looked down at her kneeling form, his gaze locking onto her anxious, almost submissive eyes. Her smile lacked its usual confidence, and her eyes held a hint of pleading, as if she was trying to hide something.

He didn’t like the way it made him feel, but he couldn’t pinpoint why.

The only thing he could think of was that rainy night, the words Aubrey had spoken. She’d said she was getting older, wanted to get married and have kids, and that her love wasn’t even a fraction of his, so she wouldn’t stay with him forever.

If they didn’t get married, how long would she stay this time?

A year? Three years?

Or maybe not even that long. Maybe she’d only stay until he healed, could walk again, and then she’d leave.

This feeling of uncertainty made him uneasy.

His heart ached fiercely in his chest. As he gazed into Aubrey’s clear, dark eyes, his own eyes inexplicably reddened, and he quickly lowered his head. “Damon, what’s wrong?” Aubrey panicked, thinking something was wrong with him. Her hands fluttered over his body, his arms, his chest, his legs, her voice trembling with anxiety.“Are you not feeling well?”

Damon closed his eyes, breathing heavily, his mouth slightly open as he gasped for air. After a few silent seconds, he looked up at her again, his eyes now completely red–rimmed, a shimmering glow making his deep, handsome eyes look especially affectionate.