Marry Ex's Billionaire Uncle After Divorce (Aurora and Jasper) novel Chapter 266

Chapter 231: Three Days

(Aurora’s POV)

His lips found my earlobe, then my cheek, and then there was no more talking. I reached back instinctively and grabbed his forearm, which did absolutely nothing except give him something to be amused about.

I managed to get out, “I haven’t showered yet.”

“I’ll help you with that,” he said, low and unhurried.

Before I could respond, I was off the ground. The sound I made got swallowed before it finished forming.

The bathroom filled with steam. Hot water, white fog on the glass, the whole world reduced to heat and the sound of water. I tilted my head back and stopped trying to find something to hold

onto.

I don’t remember much after that. Only that I was crying at the end, and that he kissed the tears from the corner of my eye and said, very quietly, that it was still early and he wasn’t finished yet. I didn’t argue. I couldn’t.

When I opened my eyes again, the room was completely dark outside the windows. I lay still for a moment, pleasantly blank, and thought about going back to sleep.

“It’s eight o’clock,” Phineas said.

He was propped on one elbow beside me, watching me with that particular expression he had – patient, slightly entertained, giving nothing away.

“Eight in the morning?”

“Eight in the evening.”

1 stared at him.

“The next day,” he added.

I sat up. Or tried to. “You didn’t wake me up?”

“I did. Three times.” He didn’t look even slightly apologetic. “You didn’t respond.”

“1-

– your parents. We were supposed to-”

“I called them. It’s handled. The Everett family doesn’t stand on ceremony about the morning-after visit.” He reached over and lifted me, settling me directly onto his lap before I had the chance to object. “You need to eat. Your blood sugar’s been running on nothing since yesterday morning.”

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“Put me down.”

He raised an eyebrow and set me on my feet.

My legs buckled immediately. I grabbed the bedpost with both hands, my knees genuinely unsteady, a dull ache running from my lower back all the way down.

Phineas caught my waist from behind. I heard the low sound of his laugh before I felt it.

“Don’t question my capabilities,” he said, completely without remorse.

“I wasn’t-” I stopped. There was no dignified way to finish that sentence. “I hate you.”

“You’re very welcome.”

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He carried me to the bathroom, and then to the dining room, and I let him because the alternative was trying to walk on legs that had apparently decided to resign.

Mrs. Potts had left dinner on the table-cream of mushroom soup, herb-butter roast chicken with roasted vegetables, and a loaf of focaccia that was still faintly warm. I sat down and ate without any pretense of restraint. I was starving.

Halfway through the chicken, I set my fork down.

“Last night,” I said. “Did you-”

“I told you.” He looked at me over the rim of his water glass. “Infertile. You don’t need to worry.”

I picked up my fork again. The word sat in my chest in a way I hadn’t expected. I thought about the first time he’d said it – the context, the misunderstanding, the whole complicated mess of how we’d gotten here. Something shifted very quietly inside me, like a weight I’d been holding for a long time had just moved an inch to the left.

I didn’t say anything about it. I went back to eating.

“Martha gave her statement,” Phineas said. “She told them she acted alone.”

I looked up.

“The trail goes cold halfway through the investigation. Someone cleaned it up beforehand.” His tone was even. “Almost certainly Sienna.”

I set the focaccia down. “So nothing sticks to her.”

“Not yet.” He leaned back in his chair, unhurried. “The Rathbone family and the Langford family together are difficult to move against directly. But that’s not how I intend to do it.” He paused. “I’ll make sure Martha gets the maximum sentence. And then I’ll start cutting off every resource Sienna has – one by one, until there’s nothing left for her to lean on.”

I looked at him for a moment. Then I picked up my fork again and kept eating.

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I didn’t say thank you. I didn’t need to. He already knew.

(Author’s POV)

Jasper noticed it on the third day.

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Sienna kept drifting. He’d ask her something and she’d come back from wherever she was with a half-second delay, like she was surfacing from deep water. She said she wasn’t sleeping well. He didn’t push it – he assumed she was still unsettled from the wedding.

“Arthur transferred the Henderson project to me,” he said, watching her face. “It’s a major R&D initiative. If it delivers, it doubles the division’s output. I need you to stay on top of the research team.”

“Right,” she said. “Of course.”

She was already somewhere else again.

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