**Chasing Light, Finding Peace – by Rohan Verma**
**Chapter 100**
As the crisp autumn air enveloped her, Autumn stepped out, her mind resolutely focused on what lay ahead, deliberately bypassing Mars Wright entirely. The tension between them was palpable, an invisible wall that neither seemed willing to breach.
Mars, feeling the sting of her dismissal, felt his mood darken even further. The silence hung heavily as he quickened his pace, determined to intercept whatever package was being delivered to her. He could not let this moment slip away—he needed to assert himself.
The delivery guy, however, was a stickler for the rules, and he eyed Mars’s outstretched hand with a mixture of confusion and skepticism. “Are you Ms. Autumn Lopez?” he inquired, his tone flat and unyielding.
A twitch of irritation flickered across Mars’s face.
“Just hand it over. I’m her husband,” he asserted, his voice laced with impatience.
The delivery guy remained unimpressed, his demeanor unwavering. “So what if you’re her husband? It clearly states here that she must sign for it in person.”
Mars felt a simmering anger rise within him, a mix of embarrassment and frustration. “I’m her husband! What’s hers is mine, isn’t it? Are you really going to play dumb? Should I file a complaint?”
The delivery guy stood firm, puffing out his chest defiantly, as if his job description gave him an impenetrable shield. “Go ahead and complain. I’ve got this on camera. The rule in our line of work is that the recipient must sign in person. If Ms. Lopez isn’t here, or if you have proof that she authorized you to sign for her, then show it to me. I’ll make a judgment after I verify it.”
“I heard them say Ms. Lopez is right here. If she’s here, why should anyone else sign for it?” Mars shot back, his frustration bubbling over.
“Besides, you claim to be her husband, and I’m just supposed to take your word for it? Do you have any proof?”
“Are you serious?!” Mars’s voice rose, his nostrils flaring with indignation.
He found himself in a ridiculous argument with a delivery guy, and yet he couldn’t simply let this insult slide.
“Fine, fine. I’ll just call your boss,” he grumbled, pulling out his phone.
Since taking on the role of CEO at Cloudbreak Corporation, he had never faced such humiliation.
Just as he was about to dial, Autumn emerged from behind him, her expression weary but composed. “What’s all this fuss about?” she asked, her voice low and steady.
“Does a CEO really have nothing better to do than argue with a delivery guy?” she added, her tone devoid of malice, merely stating an undeniable truth.
Mars’s anger flared even more, his confusion mingling with frustration. “How can you side with him against me? I’m your husband!”
Autumn’s patience had reached its limit. She echoed back the very words he had once hurled at her, “I’m siding with what’s right, not who’s family. The man requires a personal signature, and it’s not like I’m not here. Why did you have to make a scene?”
The familiarity of her words struck Mars like a bolt of lightning. It hit him hard, freezing him in place. He recalled a moment from the past when he had taken Lydia Lopez’s side against Autumn, insisting that she give up a gift he had bought for her. At that time, he had dismissed her feelings, arguing that it was just a gift, and that he could always buy her more.
Now, he found himself on the receiving end of that same harsh lesson, realizing how deeply his careless words had wounded her back then.
“Autumn…” he began, his lips moving to offer an explanation, but she had already turned her attention back to the delivery guy.
“Thanks for your cooperation, Ms. Lopez. If you’re satisfied, please leave a five-star review!” The delivery guy added with a smirk, throwing one last jab at Mars before departing.
Mars’s face darkened, a storm cloud of anger and embarrassment looming over him.


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