The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 200

Chapter 140: Something Doesn’t Add Up.-1

Ethan

I wake up before my alarm goes off, it’s not unusual for me. But today… It’s not just a habit, it’s something

else.

I open my eyes slowly, and the first thing I feel… is her weight.

Not uncomfortable or annoying. It’s warm, real…

Clara is on top of me, nestled against my chest, her soft breath brushing my skin through the fabric of my

T–shirt. My arm is still around her, exactly where I left it last night.

And for a moment… I don’t move, I don’t want to. Because I know she didn’t have a good night.

I felt it.

Every time she tensed, every time her breathing changed, every little restless movement that broke the calm. But I also felt something else… How she looked for me, how she clung to me, how, even asleep, she came closer. As if her body understood what her mind could not yet order.

Looking down at her, her face is more relaxed now; calmer, not completely at peace… but better. Much

better than last night.

My hand moves slowly down her back, almost imperceptibly. Without waking her up.

Just… checking that she is here, that she is fine, that she is with me.

I exhale slowly. Because seeing her like this… gives me something I didn’t know I needed so much.

Calm, but not complete. Because underneath that… there is another darker, more uncomfortable thing.

That feeling that hasn’t left me since last night.

Something doesn’t fit, my gaze gets lost for a second on the ceiling. Going over the door, the access, the fact that someone was inside.

No clear signs of entry, no noise, no alert. Nothing… And that… That is not normal.

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My jaw barely tightens, I don’t like not understanding. I don’t like not having control of a situation like that. And even less… when it comes to her.

I look at her again, I still feel her slow, deep breathing. She is resting. And that is the important thing now.

I’m not going to wake her up, not after what happened.

Carefully, I slide my arm, slowly, millimeter. So as not to move her too much.

She barely stirs, my body tenses. But she does not wake up.

She just settles in a little more.

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My heart slows down a bit, I get out of bed slowly. No noise, no lights. Just the soft clarity that comes

through the window.

I watch her for a second longer, there, in my bed. In our room and that image… stays with me.

Not as something that hurts, but as something that… I want to recover. But not now, not like this.

Now the important thing is something else.

I take clothes, change in silence, precise, controlled movement. As if any sound could break something.

When I finish, I approach the bed again, my hand resting on her head. I stroke her hair gently.

“Rest,” I murmured.

I don’t know if she listens to me, but I say it anyway. Because I need to.

I leave the room, close the door carefully. The corridor is silent.

The house… quiet, but I don’t.

I go down the stairs and when I reach the main floor, there is already movement.

One of the employees sees me.

“Good morning, sir.”

I nod.

But I don’t stop.

“I want you to keep an eye on Clara.”

My voice is firm.

Direct.

“One hundred percent.”

They exchange quick glances. There is no need to explain much.

“Make sure she has everything she needs,” I add. “Food, water, whatever she needs.”

I take another step closer.

“And that she is not alone at any time.”

That does change the atmosphere, I notice it. But I don’t care.

“Yes, sir.”

“Got it?”

“Yes, sir.

I nod. And without saying more… I go out.

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The morning air is cool. But it can’t quite clear my head.

t get in the car, I start the engine. And this time… I don’t go to the company. I’m going to another place, one

that I didn’t have in my plans to visit today. But now… it is necessary.

The police station.

The drive is calmer than last night’s, but my mind isn’t.

My mind races, too fast. Going over everything, searching for sornething… A detail, a flaw.

Something that explains what happened. But I can’t find it. And that… bothers me.

It infuriates me not to understand, not to know a coherent reason for what happened. Not knowing affects me, because in a way, what I saw last night messed me up more than I expected. Seeing her like that, hearing her cry. I’ve never worried so much about someone; I felt like my heart was going to burst. I don’t know how I didn’t crash my car last night with the speed I was driving to her apartment.

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Chapter 140: Something Doesn’t Add Up.-2

“That son of a bitch” whispered, thinking of the man who attacked her.

That wretch made her cry, made her feel afraid, gave her nightmares. And the worst part is, she was alone;

I couldn’t help her… that’s when I thought of Alexander.

I shake my head and without realizing it, I have arrived at the police station.

I park, get out of the car. The building is not particularly imposing.

But it has that air… Cool and functional.

I enter and an officer greets me.

“How can I help you?”

“I’m here because of the case of Clara Sinclair… Last night someone broke into her home.”

The man nods. The recognition is immediate.

He nods.

“Yes, of course. Come in.”

He guides me through corridors, doors, offices.

Everything feels… routine for them.

But not for me.

We entered a room, there was another man, an older one… I think he was the investigator.

“Sir…”

We greet each other and I sit down.

“I want to know what happened.”

Direct, blunt. He nods.

“The subject has already testified.”

That catches my attention.

“So fast?”

He confessed.

Silence.

“What did he say?”

The investigator leans slightly on the table.

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“That he entered the apartment with the intention of robbery.”

My brow furrows.

“So?”

“That he didn’t expect the owner to arrive so early.”

My jaw tightens.

“That doesn’t answer anything.”

He remains calm.

“That’s all we have so far.”

I shake my head.

“How did he get in?”

There. That is the question, the important one.

The investigator hesitates slightly.

“We don’t know for sure.”

My patience is shortened.

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

“There are no signs of forced entry.”

A heavy silence.

“The security cameras?”

“They didn’t catch anything out of the ordinary.”

That… that doesn’t make sense.

“Nothing?”