Everything was a deal until divorce novel Chapter 292

Everything Was a Deal Une Divorce

CHAPTER 292 No Part You Haven’t Seen

She picked up the supplements and downed it in one go. “Happy now, Mr. Vale?”

Dorian looked pleased. “Before bed, you’ll drink milk again.”

“Sure.”

“Can I go help Martha now?”

“Go.”

Arden slipped off her coat, rolled up her sleeves, and headed into the kitchen.

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Martha waved her off. “Oh, honey, no need! Go relax, watch some TV. I’ll bring you snacks.”

“Martha, I used to cook with my mom all the time. I’m pretty good at it now. Let me help. Maybe I can learn a few tricks from you–your cooking is better than half the chefs in this city.”

Martha chuckled, pleased. “You’re sweet.”

She glanced at Dorian. He gave her a subtle nod. She let Arden stay.

The villa was warm. Arden had on a fitted cream turtleneck and a long wool skirt. Her waist curved delicately beneath the sweater.

She tied her hair up in a high ponytail–clean and simple. She looked like a college student. Bright–eyed, fresh. Full of life.

The kitchen lights glowed gold. Her voice floated through the air–light and warm. Laughter followed.

The place felt different now. Lived in. Dorian sat on the couch, watching her silhouette move behind the glass–rolling up her sleeves, washing vegetables, chopping ingredients, chatting with Martha.

It was calm. Too calm. It took him back to Soutaria–lost in a snowfield, bleeding out, deli convinced he wouldn’t make it. Everything white. Everything cold. No way out.

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And now this: warmth, movement, the sound of a voice he hadn’t heard in days. A memory he hadn’t let himself touch.

He stared longer than he should have. Then he lit a cigarette and took a slow drag.

Arden walked out just in time to catch him.

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She stormed over, snatched the cigarette out of his mouth, and snapped, “Are you out of your mind? You just got stabbed and shot and you’re lighting up like it’s a weekend barbecue?”

She crushed it in the ashtray, Tossed it into the trash.

“You were told–no smoking. No drinking”

She’d bent close to him to grab the cigarette. The scent of her skin, her hair–it was all over him. Her fingers brushed his mouth.

They were cold. Maybe from washing produce.

Dorian nearly lost it. He almost pulled her into his arms. Almost kissed her.

But he didn’t.

He leaned back on the couch. Took a deep breath. “So you are worried about me?”

Arden rolled her eyes. “I’m worried you’ll take longer to recover and I’ll be stuck here playing full–time assistant.”

Dorian was speechless.

“You better drop the cigarettes and the alcohol. For real this time.”

She disappeared back into the kitchen. Lucien stood nearby, silent.

He watched the entire scene play out. Watched the boss get chewed out. Watched him… enjoy it?

Lucien had worked for Dorian for years. He’d never seen anyone talk to him like that. Never seen anyone dare to slap a cigarette out of his mouth.

Except her.

Dorian stared at the trash can, where the half–smoked cigarette sat. He let out a quiet huff.

“Lucien,” he said, “she’s totally still into me, right?”

“Yes, sir. She’s just concerned for your health.”

Dorian touched his side. “Maybe getting stabbed wasn’t the worst thing that ever happened to

me.”

“Honestly… maybe not. She probably wouldn’t have come back otherwise.”

Dorian said nothing more. He opened his laptop and got to work. Dinner was quick–two

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women in the kitchen made everything fly.

Finished

The food was good. Arden ate beside Dorian, hungry after a long day. After dinner, she urged him to get cleaned up so she could change his dressing.

Dorian looked at her. “I got shot in the gut. Showers are a no–go. I need a sponge bath.

Right. Arden had forgotten.

She nodded, then turned to Lucien. “Help your boss wash up. Then come out and we’ll change his dressing together.”

Lucien blinked. “Me? Help him?”

Arden nodded. “Yes.”

Dorian said, “No need. Arden, you do it.”

“Me?” Arden pointed at herself. “You want me to give you a sponge bath?”

“Yep.”

“Is that appropriate, Mr. Vale?”

Dorian smiled faintly. “What’s not appropriate? Arden, there’s no part of me you haven’t seen.”

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