He Cheated I Rose Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 515

Chapter 515 A Dangerous Question

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It was one of the most striking pieces from that year’s Fashion Week–the kind of thing people fought to get on waiting lists for, only to be told it was already spoken for. And yet here it was, hanging in his closet, waiting for her.

She’d never paid much attention to any of it before.

But now, looking at it, something shifted. A small smile played at the corner of her mouth. She reached out and took the nightgown from its hanger.

Downstairs, Eugene busied himself with the wine. He poured two glasses, let them breathe. To set the mood, he dimmed the main lights and switched on the warmer ambient lighting scattered around the living room. The whole place felt different now–softer. Intimate.

He stepped back to survey his work and almost laughed at himself. He’d closed billion–dollar deals without breaking a sweat. But this? Setting up a quiet evening at home? His heart was actually racing.

Would it be too much? Would she pull away?

He didn’t know. But he wanted to try. He’d even thrown together a steak–nothing complicated, just done right. Plated carefully. The scene was set. All it needed was her.

“Did you do all this? You must be exhausted.”

Her voice came from behind him. Eugene’s breath caught. He steadied himself, turned slowly, ready to offer some casual remark about how it was nothing. Then he saw her. And for the first time in a long time, Eugene forgot how to speak.

Chloe had changed. The silk nightgown draped over her like it had been made for her–because it had. In the dim light, the soft glow caught every line, every curve, and he couldn’t look away.

His heartbeat hammered in his ears. “Thump. Thump. Thump.”

This wasn’t the quiet fondness he usually felt when he saw her. This was something else entirely. Something that burned.

Chloe caught the look on his face and smiled, stepping closer. “I thought this looked nice. Decided to try it on.” She paused, tilting her head. “Does it work for me?”

“Beautiful,” he said. The word came out before he could stop it. He didn’t take his eyes off her.

Chloe glanced at the table–the wine, the steak, the effort he’d put into all of it. Her smile deepened.

She picked up her fork and tried the steak. The flavor hit her immediately–rich, perfectly seasoned, better than most restaurants she’d been to.

“You know,” she said, “if the whole billionaire thing doesn’t work out, you could definitely open a restaurant. Michelin–starred, probably.”

Eugene swirled the wine in his glass, watching her. “My parents have never eaten anything I’ve cooked. You’re the only one.”

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Chapter 515 A Dangerous Question

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Chloe raised her glass, clinking it lightly against his. “Then I’m honored.”

He smiled. “I should be the one saying that. You showing up in my life…” He trailed off, then added, “I still remember the first time I saw you.”

“Wasn’t exactly a great first impression, was it?” Chloe raised an eyebrow. She remembered that feeling- being watched. If she’d known who he was back then, she might have taken him out on the spot.

Not exactly a meet–cute.

Eugene chuckled. “Guess I’ve always had thick skin.”

“True.” Chloe’s lips curved. “But… I think I like it.”

She lifted her glass again. “To fate. Out of all the people in the world, we ended up in the same place. Go figure.”

She tipped her head back and drained the glass in one go. The warmth spread through her chest, loosening something she hadn’t realized she’d been holding tight.

Half a bottle later, Eugene noticed she showed no signs of stopping. He set his glass down. “I want to thank you,” he said quietly. “For staying.”

Chloe looked at him.

He tilted his head back, finished his wine. When he lowered the glass, she was standing right in front of

him.

He could reach out. Pull her close. Kiss her until neither of them could think straight.

He didn’t. He just looked at her, his gaze steady and serious.

“Eugene.”

Her voice was different now. Quiet. Intent.

He set his glass down carefully. “I’m here.”

She reached up, her fingers brushing lightly against his chin, tilting his face toward hers. “I have one question for you.” Her eyes held his. “Just one. Consider it a matter of life and death. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

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