My CEO HUSBAND sign the divorce novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93: Second Option

As the workday was winding down, Alexander sent me a message saying he had an engagement and that I should head home first.

I stared at the screen for a second before locking my phone.

Then I called Jim to pick me up.

On the way back, a sudden craving hit me—something sweet.

Chocolate cookies.

"Jim, wait for me here. I’ll be right back," I said as the car pulled up outside the plaza. Without waiting for a response, I stepped out and headed inside.

The bakery—Delights—had been here for years. It was practically a landmark, always filled with people no matter the time of day.

As expected, it was crowded.

I made my way to the glass display on the left and ordered my usual—chocolate cookies and a slice of cheesecake. After paying, I took the paper bag and turned to leave.

The moment I stepped out, I accidentally bumped into two women.

"I’m sorry," I said quickly, already moving to step past them—

"Alicia?"

I froze.

Slowly, I turned back.

One of the women wore a mask and a hat, but I recognized her instantly.

Lilian.

The other woman beside her, barefaced, was clearly her assistant.

Lilian stepped closer, her gaze dropping to the bag in my hands. "Came for cookies?" she asked lightly. "You like this place too? Funny... I love their cookies as well."

"So it’s Miss Lilian," I said, my tone polite but distant. "Even with your busy schedule, you still come out to buy cookies yourself?"

"Of course."

"Well, then you should go ahead. I won’t keep you." I turned to leave.

"Wait," Lilian called from behind me. "You got the chocolate cookies, didn’t you?"

My steps halted.

Delights’ packaging was simple—just a neat paper box. There was no way to tell what was inside.

So how did she know?

"You’re wondering how I knew, right?" she said softly.

I didn’t turn around.

Her footsteps approached, slow and deliberate.

"It’s because I love their chocolate cookies too."

My lips pressed into a thin line.

I already knew what was coming.

I should have walked away.

But my feet felt rooted to the ground, heavy, unmoving.

"Do you remember when Alexander and I were dating?" she continued, her voice almost nostalgic. "He knew how much I loved these, so whenever we argued, he’d bring me cookies to make up for it."

Each word landed like a stone in my chest.

"He’d place them in front of me... and I’d forgive him," she said with a soft laugh. "But there was one time we fought badly. Even when he brought them, I refused to see him."

My fingers tightened around the paper bag.

"I’m pretty sure," she went on, "that the cookies he couldn’t give me that day... ended up with you."

My breath hitched.

"I saw your status update that night," she added calmly. "I didn’t want to ruin anything for you, so I said nothing."

Silence fell.

The air felt colder.

So that was it.

So that’s what it was.

All those moments I thought were mine...

They were never meant for me.

I didn’t say a word.

I simply walked past her and out of the plaza, the paper bag still clutched tightly in my hand.

The evening wind cut through me, sharp and unforgiving.

When I spotted a trash can by the roadside, I quickened my steps.

Without hesitation—

I threw the bag in.

Harder than necessary.

I closed my eyes for a moment before walking back toward the car.

"Miss, weren’t you going to buy something?" Jim asked as I got in. "Why didn’t you get anything?"

I gave a faint smile. "It was sold out. I didn’t buy anything. Let’s go."

He didn’t question me further. The engine started, and the car pulled away, heading toward the Estates.

I leaned back against the seat, watching the streetlights blur past the window.

At some point, my vision began to blur.

Tears welled up in my eyes without warning.

Why did I love chocolate cookies so much?

The answer came to me almost immediately.

For the first time, our interaction wasn’t just a polite exchange of greetings. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

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