Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 235

Chapter 235

The car slowed as we approached a red light. In the sudden stillness, I could hear my own heartbeat, loud and insistent

“So you’ve been lying to me for four years,” I said, the words coming out flatter than I intended. About everything.”

“Not everything. He turned to look at me then, his blue eyes intense. “My feelings for you- those were always real. I love you, Elena. I’ve loved you sin before you can remember. And I couldn’t bear the thought of you being hurt again. Nat by him. Not by anyone.

There was such raw honesty in his voice that I felt my anger begin to soften despite myself. I thought of the past four years the way Alexander had been there for every milestone, every midnight feeding, every moment of doubt. The way he’d held me when the nightmares came, asking nothing in return.

“I’m sorry,” I heard myself say, surprising up both. “I shouldn’t have been so harsh with you.”

Alexander’s expression shifted, hope flickering across his features. “You have every right to be angry

“Maybe.” I twisted my hands in my lap. “But the truth is, I’m terrified. These four years-they’re all I have. Everything before that is just… blank. Empty. And

now you’re telling me that emptiness is full of pain and betrayal and a man I chose to divorce.” My voice broke. “I don’t know how to reconcile that with

what I felt when he looked at me today.”

“What did you feel?” The question came out carefully, almost afraid.

I didn’t know how to answer. Fear, yes. Confusion, certainly. But also something else. Something that had made my heart race and my breath catch, something that felt dangerously like recognition even though my mind insisted we were strangers.

“I don’t know,” I whispered. “That’s what scares me most.”

Alexander reached over, his hand covering mine. “You don’t have to figure it out right now. You don’t have to figure it out ever, if you don’t want to. We can keep living the life we’ve built. You, me, and Lila. We can be happy, Elena. We are happy.”

Were we? I studied his profile in the golden light-the strong jaw, his careful control. He was handsome, successful, devoted. Everything a woman should want. So why had I never been able to fully surrender to him?

me “Alexander,” I started, then stopped, unsure how to voice the question that had haunted me for four years. “Why have we never…?”

I didn’t finish, but I didn’t need to. His hand tightened over mine.

“Because you weren’t ready,” he said simply. “After everything you’d been through-the divorce, the memory loss, becoming a mother-I didn’t want to push. His thumb traced circles on my palm. “I’ve been waiting for you to want me the way I want you. Waiting for you to be ready.”

The confession should have moved me. Should have made me see him as the patient, selfless man he was trying to be. Instead, all I felt was a vague sense of guilt that I couldn’t give him what he’d been waiting for.

The car turned onto our street, the familiar townhouse coming into view. Home. Safety. Everything I knew.

“Thank you,” I said quietly. “For telling me the truth. Finally.”

I should have done it sooner. He pulled into the driveway, putting the car in park but not moving to get out. “Elena, I-

He turned to me then before he leaned in. His hand came up to cup my cheek, gentle but purposeful, and I knew he was going to kiss me.

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10:55 am Pppp.

Chapter 235

A fly moved on instinct, pulling back before his lips could meet mine I saw the hurt flash across his face before he could hide it, and guih twisted in my

stomach

I’m sorry, I stammered. I just

To process everything. Im not

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