After that, it was like Caspian became a different person.
He handed over all his company affairs to his assistant and holed himself up in his massive villa, not leaving for days on end.
During the day, he would drink himself into a stupor at home, the only way to numb his nerves for a little while.
At night, he would cling to the scent of me on my pillow and fall asleep listening to the radio message I left behind.
‘Scarlett, it’s my fault. If I hadn’t left you in the snow all night, you wouldn’t have died!”
‘I’m so sorry…”
Another bottle of hard liquor went down, burning in his stomach, making his insides scream in agony.
His eyes were red as he tirelessly continued to chug drink after drink.
ust then, there was a noise at the door. Dahlia, carrying her purse, punched in the code and walked in.
Seeing the mess on the floor, she froze for a moment, unsure of where to step.
he setting sun cast its last rays through the doorway, and her silhouette in the entryway gradually overlapped with a figure in Caspian’s mind-
Scarlett?”
aspian’s breath nearly stopped. He staggered to his feet, kicking the bottles on the floor with a loud crash.
leeking of alcohol, he stumbled forward and pinned Dahlia against the wall in the entryway.
ahlia let out a small cry, feeling a pair of strong hands wrap tightly around her waist. They were incredibly close, the air thick with intimacy.
Dahlia was both delighted and a little shy. “Caspian?”
eeing his gentle expression as he leaned in to kiss her, she stood on her tiptoes to meet him.
ust as their lips were about to touch, a sharp pain shot through her jaw as she was violently pushed away.
ooking up, she saw Caspian’s eyes were dark and unreadable, with a hint of disgust. “Why is it you? What are you doing here?”
he gardenia scent on her was too strong, it made him sick to his stomach.
Caspian, I was worried about you, so I came over.” Dahlia’s initial joy quickly faded at his reaction, and she deflated, gritting her teeth in anger.
he pouted and pulled him down onto the sofa.
Looking at the empty bottles all around, Dahlia said peevishly, “Are you still upset about Scarlett?”
She’s dead. Drinking isn’t going to help. You need to move on!”
Besides, you were on that divorce show, and you both agreed to it. You have nothing to do with each other anymore.”
After a pause, she softened her tone and looked at his face. “I’m carrying your child. You should think about marrying me..
she lovingly stroked her belly, feeling the precious little life inside.
Soon, she would be the rightful Mrs. Reeves!
Chapter 11
Hearing this, Caspian felt no joy at all.
Not long ago, he had been doting on the little life Dahlia was carrying.
But now, instead of the excitement of becoming a father, he just felt… awkward.
Dahlia didn’t push it. She sighed and stood up. “Never mind. I’ll go make you some sobering tea. We can talk about this when you’re sober.”
Caspian’s gaze swept over her stomach. The words of refusal were stuck in his throat, but he couldn’t bring himself to say them.
Watching her busy figure in the kitchen, he couldn’t help but feel lost.
The person who used to make him sobering tea and wait for him to come home was gone.
Ding–dong.
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