Everything was a deal until divorce novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137 Don’t Lie to Me

“I already have a dress. Someone’s doing my makeup. Ion’t need your help”

Dorian didn’t hesitate. “Who’d you come with?”

“The front desk told me, he pressed. “you checked in with a man. Still staying with him ar Intervia Hotel

He stepped closer with every word, cornering her with voice. Arden backed away instinctively. She was near the corner now–just around the bend were more test rooms.

Dorian grabbed her wrist and pulled her around the corner Momentum pushed her back against the wall.

One of his hands locked her wrist in place. The other braced the wall beside her. Caging her in. His face

closed in.

“Arden,” he said low, “think real hard before you answer

His leg brushed against hers. She could feel the heat of His body, the tension in his frame. His face was so close she could feel his breath. So close her lashes brushed his skin when she blinked.

Outside, the party noise echoed faintly. But right here, it was just the pressure of his grip and the heat between them. The air thickened.

“Let me go.”

“Answer me first.”

She opened her mouth–but before she could speak, a voice echoed from the hall.

“Dorian. Step away from her.”

The hallway lights were dim. Both of them turned toward the voice. Caleb had arrived.

He’d been upstairs in the banquet hall, chatting with a few business partners over wine. He’d told Arden to enjoy the dessert bar, but his eyes had never left her.

He’d spotted Martin earlier and was already getting up to go over–when he saw Dorian walking toward her instead.

At that moment, he relaxed.

He knew Dorian. Whatever Dorian felt about his sister, the guy still had principles.

Even in their private friend group chats, the story was clear–Dorian had faked the whole playboy persona these past few years just to piss off Arden, to push her into divorcing him.

But the truth? He’d never changed. No flings. No scandals. Just Arden. Always just her.

And Caleb, who used to be closer than brothers with him, still chose to believe Dorian’s character. Martin. though? That was another story.

Vivienne’s brother. Same one who schemed against Arden in the past. Too secretive. Even used to be Dorian’s friend–until Dorian kicked him out of their circle for good.

The message was clear: Martin couldn’t be trusted.

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whether in business or revenge Caleb knew that as long as Derlatt was standing there, Martin wouldn’t dare lay a finger on Arden

So Caleb had held back and watched. Until now.

“Caleb–sorry, didn’t realize you were in town,” Dorian id, still holding his ground, not even pretending to back off

Their eyes locked. Dorian’s stare was deliant, baiting.

“Let’s not play games,” Caleb said coolly.

“You’re her family. That makes you mine too,” Dorian sad with a smirk, loosening his tie. “Would’ve been nice to get a heads–up you were coming.”

Caleb wasn’t in the mood. “Let her go. Or I won’t be polite about it.”

He didn’t care if they used to be best friends. The guy had broken his sister’s heart, made her move out, and left her crying. That was enough. Dorian raised an eyebrow. “You gonna fight me?”

“Touch her again, and we’ll find out.”

From the look on Caleb’s face, he actually might throw a punch.

Dorian finally stood upright and let her go. But not before casually brushing against her one more time.

Then–completely unbothered–he reached out and tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. His fingers lingered, pinching her earlobe gently.

Arden flinched, her skin flushing under his touch. Dorian grinned. Like he’d just discovered something new.

“Don’t push it, Dorian.” Caleb was livid.

Sure, Dorian wasn’t sleeping around. But that didn’t change how badly he’d treated Arden. Didn’t change the tears. Or the fact she’d left.

“She’s my wife,” Dorian said, “I touched her. Big deal. Be thankful I didn’t kiss her in front of you that’s me holding back.”

Caleb scowled. “You’re unbelievable.”

He turned to Arden. “Let’s go.”

Arden didn’t need to be told twice. She darted toward her brother like she was making a jail break.

Dorian rolled up his sleeves and leaned back against the wall, watching her run off. His gaze followed the curve of her waist. Then he lowered his eyes, almost smiling.

“Hey,” he called after Caleb, “since you’re here–mind telling me who Arden’s date is tonight?”

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