Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 533

Emilia didn't push him away. She just stared calmly at the ceiling, only a slight, instinctive tremble running through her body.

If he wanted her, he could have her.

That was what she thought.

Nothing mattered anymore.

Theodore’s hands were on her waist. He undid the buttons of her pajamas and gently kissed the scars on her skin.

His breath was hot.

She wasn't resisting; she had consented.

That's what Theodore thought.

Joy and desire surged within him.

He wanted her. He had wanted her for so many years, so, so badly.

But when he looked up, he was met with the sight of her empty eyes staring calmly at the ceiling.

There was no passion, only stillness.

Like a rag doll, completely pliant.

In an instant, it was like a bucket of cold water had been thrown over him, shocking him back to his senses.

His heart ached as if it were being torn apart.

Theodore forcibly suppressed his desire and fixed her clothes.

Emilia watched his movements and asked softly, "Aren't you going to continue?"

But he just pulled her into his arms.

"Don't you want me?" her voice was muffled against his chest.

Theodore kissed her forehead, looking at her with sorrow in his eyes.

"When you truly want to," he said.

"Tyler is a horrible person."

"But Emilia, there are so many people in this world who like you and love you."

He said, gently stroking her face.

"If you want to cry, just cry. Don't hold it in," he said softly. "We're lovers, we're family. You don't have to be strong around me."

A lump formed in Emilia's throat. In that moment, it was the first time she'd felt something real in a while.

Emilia didn't say anything, just buried her face in his embrace.

At Vivienne's residence.

She once again entered the room and took out a burner phone.

The line rang.

After a short while, someone answered.

"What is it?" the person's voice came through.

"I've been feeling uneasy lately," Vivienne said. She had just been released from being held, and it felt like the world had changed completely in those few days.

"What's going on?" the person asked.

"I don't know right now," Vivienne said, trying to recall everything. Then, she asked, "Were all the traces from before cleaned up? There's no way anyone knows I was the one who had you cause Emilia's miscarriage, right?"

"If they were going to find out, they would have found out by now," the voice replied. "There's no need to wait until now."

Vivienne finally relaxed a little and nodded.

"Now you…" She went on to ask about other matters.

But what Vivienne didn't notice was that the moment she had entered the room, her caregiver had quietly slipped out.

While Vivienne was on the phone, the caregiver secretly pressed her ear to the crack at the bottom of the door, trying to overhear something.