The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 144

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1 walk around the room looking for a bathrobe; everything is exactly where it’s always been.

I take one from the back of a chair and put it on as I speak.

“Everything is in its place,” I say. “You can take whatever you want… whatever you need,

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Clara nods, but I notice a small gesture of shyness in her expression. Her hands play for a moment

with the edge of her shirt.

For a moment I wonder if she is thinking the same as me.

That all this is felt… too natural, too similar to before.

I get a little closer.

“Do you want us to shower together?” I ask with a slight smile. “Or would you rather have breakfast

first?”

I look at her carefully.

“What do you want?”

I want to know, I want to do the right thing. I want this morning to be easy for her.

But Clara lowers her gaze for a second and then looks back at me.

“Maybe I should go now,” she says softly. “Don’t you think? It’s a bit late… I’m going to work.”

I frown a little and look at the clock on the bedside table.

It’s true, the morning has gone further than I thought.

I walk towards her until I am face to face. I don’t say anything for a second, I just look at her.

Then I tilt my face slightly and kiss her lips. It’s a short kiss… Soft.

“Go take a shower,” I say. “I’ll go downstairs to ask for breakfast to be prepared for us.”

Her eyes stare at me for a moment longer, as if she were considering something.

Then she nods.

She turns and goes back into the bathroom, I stay in the middle of the room for a few more

seconds.

Hearing the sound of the door closing. And still trying to convince myself that all this… it really is happening.

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The bathroom door closes, the sound is suspended in the room… And suddenly I’m alone again.

I stand still in the middle of the room, for a moment, the silence feels too great.

I look at the messy bed, the sheets messed up. Last night’s clothes lying on the floor.

Everything indicates that she was here, that what happened last night was real.

And yet… something inside me doubts, not because I believe that Clara is gone. But because all of

this feels too perfect, too much like something I dreamed of many times.

The tranquility I feel, the happiness. The excitement of knowing that Clara returned to this room…

into my arms.

It’s so intense that my mind doesn’t quite accept it, I take a deep breath. Then I walk to the /

bathroom door.

I don’t think too much, I just feel the need to see her. If I make sure, I touch the handle, open it.

Clara is there, with her back to me.

The white shirt she was wearing is almost out of her body, sliding down her shoulders as she

prepares to enter the shower.

I don’t say anything, I walk towards her, I put my arms around her suddenly. I hug her tightly to my

chest, I feel her, the warmth of her skin. The softness of her body… Her breathing.

I close my eyes for a second.

“Yes,” I murmur close to her ear. “You’re here.”

I squeeze her a little tighter in my arms.

“You’re here… It’s you.”

Clara lets out a small soft laugh and turns her head slightly to look at me.

“Of course it’s me,” she says matter-of-factly. “Who else could it be?”

I look at her. Still holding her.

I shake my head lightly with an incredulous smile.

“It feels like a dream.”

My arms are still around her. And for the first time in a long time… I hope I don’t wake up.

I feel her hands behind my back, her fingers run gently over my skin, as if they wanted to reassure

something inside me that I still don’t quite believe that this moment is real.

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“I am here,” she whispers. “Yes, I am here.”

Her words settle in my chest like something I’ve been waiting to hear for a long time.

I lower my head and leave a kiss on her forehead.

A slow, quiet one. I am not saying anything else.

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I gently release her so she can finish getting ready for her shower. Clara glances at me for a

second before turning toward the water, and I leave the bathroom, closing the door behind me.

The room is silent again.

I take my robe and put it on as I walk to the door. I tie it around my waist as I step out into the hallway.

Everything feels different this morning, the same walls. The same stairs… But the day… The day

feels different.

I walk down the steps with a strange feeling of lightness in my chest.

When I get to the main floor, I see the housekeeper walking down the hallway.

She stops when she sees me.

“Good morning, Mr. Ethan.”

I don’t waste time.

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