I was his allergen she was his cure what if this allergen turns lethal? novel Chapter 89

Chapter 7

The Cross estate.

van’s mother wrapped Claire in a protective hug, then turned a frosty glare on her son.

I knew it-girls with no family never learn proper values.”

She’s blowing up our whole family over some petty little thing!”

If you ask me, just agree to the damn divorce. She wants money?”

Fine. Give it to her. Get rid of that gold-digger and marry Claire already.”

laire blushed at her words, lowering her gaze but sneaking a glance at Evan.

ut Evan’s brow stayed furrowed.

le did like Claire, sure.

ut divorce? That had never been part of the plan.

low that it was out in the open, he glanced at Claire’s hopeful eyes… and found himself speechless.

laire was the perfect partner in bed-there was no denying that.

ompared to me, all stiff and reserved, Claire was an expert in seduction.

ut if he needed someone to be Mrs. Cross?

Well, after three years of smoothing out the rough edges, I was the better choice.

e was a businessman.

e knew how to delegate, and he knew exactly who was right for what role.

hat’s why he hesitated.

Mom,” Evan said slowly, “Claire just got back from overseas.”

he needs time to get used to how things work in the family.”

‘or now, maybe Raine should-”

laire clenched her fists.

er snow white dress crumpled beneath her tightening grip.

hat gentle rejection shattered her sense of victory.

he’d seen Evan treat me with complete indifference.

he’d also seen how obsessed he could be with her.

o why-why wouldn’t he give her an official title?

ould it be… Evan actually had feelings for me?

van’s mother noticed the shift in the room and quickly tried to smooth things over

hapter 7

Right, right. Claire just got back.”

Let him show you around town, meet some people.”

It’ll help build your relationship.”

van followed her lead and added casually.

There’s a gala at the Beaumont Tower at the end of the month.”

Get ready-I want you to come with me.”

laire’s eyes lit up.

hat was the most elite event of the season.

in invitation meant she was on the fast track to becoming Mrs. Cross.

it the gala, Claire turned heads the second she walked in-some surprised, some impressed, others clearly judging.

¡ut word was, my lawyer attended the gala too-as one of the top legal reps in the country.

le told me Claire’s face that night was priceless.

couldn’t help but laugh.

lo wonder the next day I received the finalized divorce agreement.

o protect their reputation, the Cross family had spun the story: Evan and I were long divorced, and Claire was the new matriarch-in-waiting.

urns out, money really can make the impossible happen.

ven something as messy as our divorce-once the price was right, lawyers handled everything.

ven a full-blown PR crisis-once the right people got paid, it disappeared.

sipped the chicken soup my housekeeper had just brought in, tapped a few keys on my phone, and made the final transfer.

he last message from my lawyer said, “Congrats on the single life.”

smiled.

lack when I first left the country, I still secretly wondered-would Evan try to win me back?

ut the more evidence my lawyer sent me, the faster that tiny flicker of hope burned out.

le and Claire went flower crowning in Napa, horseback riding in Montana, scuba diving in the Keys, chasing the northern lights in Alaska.

n every photo, Evan looked at Claire like she was his whole world

miling soft, like he never had with me

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