The CEO’s Regret My Ex-Wife is a Tech Goddess novel Chapter 261

Silas barely dared to breathe, completely hidden in the shadows of the crowd as he watched her in silence.

His dark, intense gaze remained locked onto Alaina, heavy and smoldering with suppressed emotion.

The moment she abruptly turned her head, instinctively searching for him, he almost lost control and stepped forward.

But in the end, he forced himself to hold back.

...

"I wasn't hiding."

Silas's voice was terribly hoarse, carrying the chill of the late night mixed with an endless, aching tenderness.

The dim, yellowish light from the streetlamps cast dappled shadows over the two of them.

He finally stopped just two steps away from her, not daring to close the distance any further.

His brow furrowed slightly. The sharp, cold edges of his usual demeanor were softened by the night, leaving only an unconcealable exhaustion and vulnerability.

His gaze was entirely predatory yet somber, swirling with longing and restraint. He kept his eyes firmly fixed on Alaina, refusing to look away for even a second.

It was as if he were trying to make up for every lost moment and hollow ache of the past few days.

Alaina stood frozen in place, her fingertips still trembling from her frantic run, her chest heaving as she fought to catch her breath.

The evening breeze had left her cheeks slightly cold. Her eyes were rimmed red with unshed tears, her damp lashes fluttering with a deep, suffocating wave of despair.

She looked up at him quietly, taking in the sight of the man who had occupied her every waking thought.

He was right there, close enough to touch, yet it felt as though an insurmountable wall of stubbornness and fate stood between them.

All the emotions she had bottled up over the past few days erupted at once.

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