The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 248

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Chapter 175: Didn’t Expect It.

Clara

The day drags on. I’m at the office, reviewing documents, trying to concentrate… but my mind is elsewhere. In him… In his silence. In that distance I can’t quite put my finger on.

I exhale softly, turning a page. Two days unfocused, again…

“Focus, Clara,” I murmur to myself.

And just then… My phone vibrates.

I pick it up. It’s a message from Ethan.

My heart leaps. I open it.

“I’ll be waiting for you tonight. 8:00 pm. Same place as always.”

I blink, confused. The same place?

I frown, checking the date. It’s not an anniversary not a birthday, nothing special. So… why?

I stare at the screen for a few more seconds, uncomprehending, unsure what to think…. When I get home

I see them. Roses, so many, beautiful.

My breath catches for a second.

“These…?” I ask.

The housekeeper smiles. “The master sent them.”

I touch them gently.

“Is he home?”

“No, ma’am.”

My brow furrows.

“Hasn’t he arrived?”

“No.”

I glance at the clock. It’s two hours to eight.

“Okay…” I murmur.

I take a breath, something’s happening. And I don’t know what it is… I go upstairs to the bedroom, open the door, and stop.

There’s a box on the bed; my pulse quickens. I approach it slowly. I open it. Inside are a dress, heels, jewelry. Everything perfectly chosen, everything… thought out

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take the card. “I’ll be waiting for you in the same place as always. With the same view as always.” And the …Tremember

The table, our table. The best view in the city, my chest tightens. This… isn’t a coincidence. Of course know what it is, what place, what view… … I get ready carefully, calmly, but inside… I’m restless.

When I finish, I look in the mirror, and I’m not the same as this morning. There’s something in my eyes: expectation, fear, hope. I go downstairs and the driver is already waiting.

The housekeeper offers me a glass of champagne; I take it.

“Thank you.”

I step outside and the night air envelops me. I get in the car and take a light, bubbly sip. But my heart…

isn’t.

When I arrive… I understand everything. The restaurant is empty, just for us, candles. Soft lighting, elegant, gentle music… Perfect.

My breath catches in my throat; I walk slowly. And then… I see him.

Ethan is standing there, waiting for me with a rose in his hand. He looks… nervous. And that… that’s not

like him.

I smile gently and approach.

“Hi…”

He swallows.

“Hi.”

Silence, just for a second.

“This is…” I begin. But I don’t finish, because he takes a step toward me. And speaks.

“Clara…” His voice isn’t his usual one; it’s lower. More… real. “I know a lot has happened.”

My heart beats faster.

“And I know I haven’t done everything right.”

I look down for a second.

“But I want to do it now.”

I look at him again, His eyes are fixed on mine, steady… determined.

“I don’t want to assume anything with you.” He pauses. “I don’t want to take anything for granted.”

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