The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 167

Chapter 119: A Bitter Pill -1

Chapter 119: A Bitter Pill.-1

Alexander

I am standing in front of the window, my hands in my pockets. The gaze is fixed downwards not on the city, on the entrance of the building.

There, Clara.

I see her come out, and for a second… everything else disappears.

She walks with confidence, as always. There’s something about the way she moves… the way she carries herself… that doesn’t go unnoticed.

My lips tighten and almost without realizing it… I bite them lightly.

“Interesting…” I murmured.

I could stare at her longer than I should, analyzing, understanding. But then… he appears.

Ethan.

My expression changes, not all at once. But I do enough. I see him approaching, opening the car door for her, that gesture… that familiarity.

My jaw barely hardens, no surprise. I already knew it, but seeing it… it’s different.

Clara approaches him, smiles at him. And that… I don’t like that.

Not because of what it is, but because of what it means. Because that smile is not superficial, it is not casual.

It is… comfortable, close. Not mine… From him.

My fingers tighten inside my pockets, the air becomes heavier.

“You’re still there…” I murmur to myself.

I watch them for a second longer, long enough. Then I turn away from the window.

I don’t need to see anymore, not now. I walk a few steps inside the office, running a hand ove my jaw, trying to tidy up what I’m feeling.

But it’s not rage, not exactly. It’s something else… controlled, colder. More dangerous.

I take a breath and go back to the window. But they are no longer there.

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Chapter 119: A Bitter Pill-1

The space in front of the building is empty, as if they hadn’t been there just seconds ago

My eyes wander the street, nothing. They disappeared.

I clench my fists tightly.

“Damn…” I blurts out.

I don’t like not being in control of the situation, I don’t like not knowing.

I turn immediately, take the jacket and leave. Without thinking too much.

The drive is short… But my mind doesn’t stop.

What makes her return to him? After all, after what happened. After what he was.

I squeeze the steering wheel slightly, I don’t understand it. And I don’t like not to understand.

I arrive at Clara’s building, I stop. I watch the doorman, the entrance. Everything in order.

Everything is normal… But she’s not there.

I look at the time, I calculate. Maybe… maybe he just left her and went away. Maybe she’s upstairs.

I breathe and decide to wait.

I turn off the engine. The silence of the car envelops me, my fingers gently tap the steering wheel… a slow pace… measured.

The minutes pass, nothing. I look at the entrance again, empty. And then… The idea is installed.

Clearer, more uncomfortable.

“What do you see in him…?” I murmur.

My gaze hardens, it’s not just attraction, it’s not just habit.

There is something else.

Something I can’t see, something that makes her come back. That makes her stay, that makes her… choose him.

I clench my jaw, because I don’t like that answer.

I don’t like any answer that doesn’t include me. I lean back in my seat, still looking at the building.

Thinking, analyzing. And for the first time… I don’t want to just observe. I want to intervene.

Because whatever is making her come back to him… I’m going to find it, and when I do…

I’m going to break it.

I keep looking at the entrance, time passes… but my attention does not move from there.

Something inside me knows that I shouldn’t be here anymore. That this… it is not necessary.

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