His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 178

Virginia flipped through a magazine for a while before the exhaustion finally caught up to her. Closing her eyes, she leaned her head against the seat and drifted off to sleep.

Half-asleep, she felt the gentle weight of a soft blanket being draped over her shoulders.

She knew exactly what he was doing, but she didn't open her eyes, nor did she move. Her hands, resting in her lap, instinctively curled into tight fists.

Once the plane touched down, they would be forced to resume their roles as "family."

Upon landing, the two separated at the airport.

Archer's assistant, Zachary Cole, was already waiting at the arrivals terminal. He quickly took Archer's luggage and respectfully opened the rear door of the Maybach.

Virginia rolled her suitcase in the opposite direction. Her pace wasn't hurried, but she never once looked back.

Zachary stood frozen for a few seconds before ducking into the driver's seat.

"Mr. Vanderbilt, are we heading straight to the office or..."

"Home."

...

The next day, at Virginia's psychological counseling clinic.

Virginia wore a beige linen blouse, the sleeves casually rolled up to her mid-forearms, exposing her slender, pale wrists.

She sat behind her desk organizing files, her hair loosely pinned up into a low bun, with a few stray strands framing her face.

At exactly 9:20 AM, there was a knock on the door across the hall.

She didn't move an inch. Her breathing didn't even hitch. She knew it was Chloe—and likely Archer accompanying her.

After the incident last time, Virginia had completely stepped down from her role as an assistant. She had ordered the opposite consulting room to be cleared out to temporarily serve as Doctor White's office.

Virginia guessed correctly. The people knocking on the opposite door were indeed Chloe, arriving for her appointment, with Archer by her side.

He was dressed in a slate-gray suit paired with a light-colored, scoop-neck t-shirt. He looked aloof, exuding an air of untouchable elegance.

Chloe wore a pastel yellow French floral dress with spaghetti straps. Clinging tightly to his arm, her face displayed the absolute perfect blend of fragility and wedded bliss.

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