Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 349

11:49 Sat, Jul 11

Chapter 348

The words hit me like a slap. So thuat was it. Claire

The receptionist nodded, her fingers flying across the keyboard. I saw the way her man fucked between lace and se saw the moment her expression shifted from polite professionalism to something colder, meza julgr

“I have two suites available on the fifth floor. Will that be acceptabler

‘Fine,’ Lucas said.

The receptionist printed out the new key cards. Lucas took one and handed it to Claire, then took the second and tarted

For a moment, our eyes met. His were unreadable-dark, guarded, giving nothing away. He held out the key card. I reached for it, fingers brushing his for the briefest second.

The receptionist’s gaze followed the exchange. When I glanced at her, she was looking at me with thinly veiled contempt. She slid the card toward me with a flick of her wrist-like she was handing trash to a garbage collector.

I took it without a word, my face burning.

“Merci,” Lucas said. He turned to Claire, his hand settling on the small of her back. “Shall we?”

They walked away together, leaving me standing at the counter. The receptionist was still watching me, her expression smug and

disdainful.

I just turned and walked away, my heels clicking against the marble floor. Each step felt heavier than the last.

The next morning, I woke to a text from Lucas.

Lucas: Client meeting at 10. Be ready by 9:30.

I dragged myself into the shower, then pulled on a navy sheath dress with low heels. When I looked in the mirror, I saw a stranger-pale, hollow-eyed, but passably put-together.

At 9:30 sharp, I stepped into the hallway. Lucas was already there, leaning against the wall. He looked me over, his gaze clinical.

“You’ll do,” he said.

Before I could respond, Claire’s door opened. She stepped out in a powder blue dress that hugged her curves perfectly, her hair falling in perfect waves. She looked like she’d just walked off a runway.

“Lucas!” she said brightly, looping her arm through his Im coming with you.

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Lucas’s jaw tightened. “Claire, this is a business meeting. It’s going to be boring.”

“I don’t care,” she said, her voice sweet but firm. “I want to be part of your life, Lucas. All of it. Isn’t that what marriage is about?

I saw the muscle in his jaw twitch. For a moment, I thought he might argue. But then he sighed. “Fine. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Claire’s smile widened. She glanced at me, her eyes glittering with triumph. “This will be fun.”

The three of us rode down to the lobby in silence. Claire kept up a steady stream of chatter about galleries and restaurants while Lucas nodded along, tension visible in his shoulders.

The car was waiting outside-a sleek black sedan. Lucas opened the back door for Claire, who slid across the seat. “Sophia, you can sit up

front.”

I climbed into the passenger seat, hands folded tightly in my lap. The driver pulled away, and I stared out the window, watching Paris blur

past.

The client meeting was at a high-rise office building. We rode the elevator up to the fifteenth floor, Claire still chattering away, oblivious to the way Lucas’s expression grew darker.

When the elevator doors opened, we stepped into a sleek reception area. A man in his fifties stood waiting, his suit immaculate, his smile

warm.

“Monsieur Reynolds,” he said, extending a hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Lucas shook it. “Likewise. This is my fiancée, Claire White, and my secretary, Sophia Cruze.”

The man’s attention shifted to me. “And this must be Madame Reynolds? I was expecting to meet your wife today.”

I froze.

Beside me, I felt Claire go rigid. Her head whipped toward Lucas, her eyes blazing.

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11:49 Sat, Jul 11

Please Come Back, My Love

Chapter 349

Claire’s POV

The words hit me like a physical blow.

It’s a pleasure to

lume Reynolds.”

I felt my

throug

1. My fingers, looped through Lucas’s arm, clenched so hard I could feel my tails digem

suit jacket.

ard Morris, some middle-aged French businessman with too eager eves-was smiling a ter

hat surged through me was white-hot, blinding. I wanted

claw her eyes out.

his fiancée! Me! Not that secretary bitch!

at before I could open my mouth, Lucas moved

ream. I wanted to launch myself was hat pristine weption

Actually,” he said, his voice smooth as Whitemore.” He gestured toward m

lid around my waist, pulling me against his side. This is my fances Care

Cruz, my secretary.”

ecretary.

hould

ive put her in her place. But the way Richard’s gaze lingered on Sophia-arious,

urning to shake my hand. His grip was warm, professional, but his eyes kept flicking back so Sopita.

temore.”

ped passed for a gracious smile. ‘The pleasure’s all mine, Mr. Morris. My voice came out way to

e desperate edge creeping in.

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