HIS REGRET (Ex-Husband wants Me Back) novel Chapter 635

Chapter 635

The Berlin airport was still bustling when the woman finally managed to gather all her belongings. Her breathing hadn’t fully steadied yet, her hands trembling slightly as she accepted the last folder from Lydia.

“Thank you… I’m truly very grateful,” she said softly, this time in clearer English.

Lydia offered a small smile. “It’s alright, Miss. Just be more careful next time.”

The woman nodded quickly, then hurried off without another glance. The crowd swallowed her almost instantly, as if she had never been there at all. Lydia watched her go until the young woman disappeared.

But Cale didn’t move.

His gaze remained fixed in the direction she had gone, his jaw tightening ever so slightly without him realizing it.

Lydia had already noticed the shift in him. “Cale?” she turned, studying the subtle change. “What’s wrong?”

Cale looked away. “Let’s go.” The answer came too quickly. Too short.

“You know her?” Lydia didn’t follow right away.

“No.” Cale slowed his steps just enough. “Come on. What are you waiting for?”

Lydia frowned faintly but didn’t press further. Instead, she fell into step beside him, though something about the moment still felt… off.

Just as they were about to step out through the main lobby doors, another voice called out from ahead.

“Mr. and Mrs. Miller?”

A man stood near the exit, dressed neatly in a professional suit. In his hand, he held a small sign with their names clearly printed on it.

Lydia blinked in surprise, then glanced at Cale. “Is that… for us?”

“I think so.” Cale gave a faint smile, recalling what Lydia had mentioned earlier-Althea’s “gift,” a guide arranged for their honeymoon. He could have refused, but for now… there was no harm in going along with it.

They walked closer.

The man greeted them with a polite smile. “Welcome to Berlin. My name is Andrew, I’ll be accompanying you during your stay here.”

“I’m Lydia,” she replied warmly, her tone softening the tension that had lingered just moments before.

“Nice to meet you, ma’am,” the man replied politely, then turned to Cale. “Mr. Miller.”

Cale gave a brief nod.

“I’ve arranged everything according to the preferences that were sent earlier,” Andrew continued in a professional tone. “Of course, the schedule is flexible. If there’s anything you’d like to change, I’ll adjust it accordingly.”

Lydia glanced at Cale. “Preferences?”

“Yes, Mrs. Lydia. I followed Mrs. Althea’s instructions, but if you have other places in mind, we can certainly adjust.”

“What do you think, Cale?” Lydia asked, clearly intrigued. She was already considering it with quiet excitement. Lydia had never been to Berlin before, and she still couldn’t quite believe she was finally here.

“It’s fine,” Cale said casually. “Isn’t that better? We can just enjoy wherever the guide takes us-see the best places without thinking too much about it.”

Cale glanced at her. “Hm?”

Lydia hesitated for a moment, then gave a small shake of her head. Did she really need to ask further?” It’s nothing.”

“What were you about to say, hm?” Cale asked, a soft chuckle slipping into his voice.

His expression, his tone, even the look in his eyes-everything had returned to normal. The version of Cale she knew. Teasing, yes, but always carrying that quiet warmth beneath it. And that… that was one of the things that had made Lydia fall for him.

“Nothing,” Lydia replied with a wide smile. “I just… can’t wait to spend time with you.”

The drive from the airport to the hotel in the heart of Berlin didn’t take long. Upon arrival, Andrew signaled two staff members to handle their luggage and have it delivered straight to the suite that had been specially reserved for them.

“I’ll pick you up in the lobby at seven this evening,” Andrew said. “I hope you get some good rest.”

“Of course,” Cale replied, slipping an arm around Lydia’s waist, pulling her a little closer. “Thank you.”

Andrew gave a polite nod before seeing them into the hotel lobby, handing over their access key so they could head up and settle in.

The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime, carrying them straight to the top floor. Thick carpeting muffled their footsteps, and the hallway stretched out in quiet elegance-deliberately distant from the city’s restless energy far below. Lydia walked a little slower now, the exhaustion catching up with her, while Cale moved ahead, the key card already in his hand.

Click.

The door opened.

And both… paused.