My CEO HUSBAND sign the divorce novel Chapter 80

Chapter 80: Date Night

I shook my head. "It still gives me a headache if I look too long. Is something going on at the company?"

"No," Alexander replied, lowering his gaze for a fraction of a second before looking back at me. "Just rest for a few more days."

I looked around the restaurant. "This place has a nice atmosphere. The pianist plays beautifully... though I can’t tell what piece it is."

"It’s Kiss the Rain by Yiruma," he said.

I looked at him in surprise. "You know this?"

"I’ve heard it played before and remembered it."

The waiter brought over the desserts, steak, foie gras, and red wine, carefully pouring a glass for both of us. I had asked for something non-intoxicating because of the baby—I think Alexander assumed it was for my stomach, and didn’t comment.

Alexander picked up his glass, and I noticed his fingers brushing mine for the briefest moment as he handed it to me. My heart fluttered, though he didn’t meet my eyes.

I raised my glass to clink with his, took a small sip, and placed it back. I noticed his brow furrow slightly, just for a moment, as if he were thinking about something else.

"Why don’t you take a little more?" he asked softly.

"I’m scared it might upset my stomach again."

"Shouldn’t we talk to a specialist about it?"

"No, the doctor already prescribed another medicine, and I’m taking it."

Alexander’s gaze lingered on me for a moment longer than usual. I felt a flicker of unease, but he simply nodded and shifted his attention back to his plate.

He moved the steak in front of me to his side, cut it into pieces, then placed it back. His hand brushed mine again, subtly, as if checking I was steady.

"Thank you."

"You’re welcome," he said softly, his gaze warm as it met mine, which shimmered like clear autumn waters.

After dinner, we walked out of the restaurant hand in hand.

The cool breeze brushed against my face, carrying away the tension I hadn’t realized I was holding. Alexander subtly positioned himself on the outside of the sidewalk as we walked, shielding me from the throng of people. I smiled, thinking it was instinctive, but the faint glint in his eyes suggested he was more aware than he let on.

"Shall we head home?" he asked.

"Let’s walk around nearby. It’ll help with digestion," I suggested, a playful glint in my eyes.

"Alright."

We strolled down the street, hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder. This was the bustling part of the city, full of people and noise—but it suddenly felt as if we weren’t the couple who had been on the brink of divorce just a few days ago.

We moved through the crowd quietly, blending in like any other couple, laughing and chatting.

In the middle of the throng, I felt a strange sense of peace.

How I wished we could walk like this forever—hand in hand.

As we walked, I spotted a musical theater across the street. "Alexander, can we check it out?" I asked.

"Sure," he said, his Adam’s apple shifting as he smiled. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

We entered the theater.

The hall was filled with relaxing music, and couples danced the waltz across the floor. Small booths were scattered around, where people sat together, chatting and sipping drinks.

Noticing me watching the dancers, Alexander’s lips curved into a faint smile. "Would you like to dance?"

I pressed my lips together, hesitant. "I... don’t know how."

"I can teach you."

My eyes lit up.

Alexander bowed slightly before me, extending his hand. I placed my hand gently in his.

With a charming smile, he led me to the dance floor. "Place your hand on my shoulder, and follow my steps slowly."

As the soothing music played, we began to dance, moving slowly, our steps deliberate and restrained. Alexander leaned in slightly, counting the beats softly in my ear. His breath brushed against my skin, and I instinctively pulled back a little.

I stumbled, struggling to keep up, and accidentally stepped on his leather shoe, leaving a small imprint.

"I’m sorry," I murmured, looking up at him, embarrassment flashing in my eyes.

Alexander smiled and whispered, "It’s okay."

For a moment, I froze.

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