Just Before My Wedding: Trapped By My Ruthless Boss novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117

And to add icing on the sour cake, the photos were everywhere. Moonie’s post had gone viral. And I didn’t need anyone to tell me that Kisarel had seen it.

I knew she had. That was why she wasn’t answering

I typed another message to Kisarel, then erased it.

‘Kiss, I can explain…

Pathetic.

I erased that too.

Moon walked behind the couch and wrapped her arms loosely around my shoulders, pressing her cheek near mine. “You’re quiet.”

I locked my phone. “I have work on my mind.”

“You always have work on your mind.” She kissed my cheek. “Tonight will help.”

My jaw tightened instantly. “About tonight.”

Her arms stilled.

“Is this dinner compulsory?”

Moon pulled back enough to look at me. “You’re serious?”

“I have things to handle.”

“It’s dinner with my parents,” Moonie said. “Dad said it’s important, and after the post today, I don’t want to give him another reason to look at me like I’m the only one trying.”

“Fred says everything is important when it helps him get what he wants.”

“Babe.”

“I’d rather not go, trust me.”

“We have to be there,” she said quietly. “For me.”

I cursed under my breath.

“I know you don’t like family dinners,” she added. “But I need you there tonight. Please.”

By the time we arrived at Fred’s house, I already knew the night was going to be another performance.

Moon held my hand as we walked through the front entrance, her fingers laced tightly through mine like she was afraid I might change my mind and turn back if she gave me room.

I let her hold on.

That was what I had promised her, wasn’t it? One dinner. One night where I sat beside her and helped her hide whatever was wrong between us that we’ve been trying so hard to fix.

Then we stepped into the dining room, and I saw Kisarel.

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Chapter 117

Everything in me fucking stopped.

She was seated beside Jace at the table, wearing a soft blue dress that made her too beautiful for my sanity.

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Her hair fell around her shoulders, while her bangs framed her face into something too delicate for the hands touching it… Jace.

I caught her leaning slightly toward him because the bastard had his hand on her face.

He was wiping something from the corner of her mouth with his thumb could be a smudge, a crumb, or a fucking excus to touch her face while smiling down at her like that small act of intimacy had earned him a permanent place in her heart.

Moon tugged lightly on my hand. “Come on,” she whispered, happy and unaware. “Let’s go.”

I hadn’t even realized I had slowed down. So, I moved because standing there would have exposed too much.

The bastard was the first to look up. And the moment his eyes met mine, the corner of his mouth curved in a way that told me the touch had not been accidental.

He knew exactly what he was doing. He had

d seen me enter, seen my reaction, and decided to keep his hand where it was for one second longer than necessary.

Fucking idiot.

He knew something. He did. I could bet my left ass on it because some of his actions had been more territorial than protective.

I had to find out what he knew about Kiss and me.

Kisarel turned, and our eyes met. But she looked away before I could put anything into my expression that might make her

stay.

Even though it was only for a moment, it was enough, just like breathing in fresh air when you thought you’d drown.