The Day I Quit Him (Autumn and Mars) novel Chapter 112

**Chasing Light, Finding Peace** – by Rohan Verma

“Who’s there?”

Autumn’s heart thudded violently in her chest, a rush of adrenaline surging through her like a tempest. In that fleeting moment, she inhaled deeply, striving to regain her composure amidst the vibrant chaos surrounding her.

The auction house was a whirlwind of energy, an extravagant sanctuary where finely dressed patrons reveled in the allure of magnificent artworks and rare collectibles. The air was electric with anticipation, every corner adorned with splendor that made the idea of conflict feel utterly ludicrous.

“It’s me.”

The rich timbre of the voice wrapped around her like a comforting embrace, soothing yet edged with a hint of irritation.

“Don’t you have a more dignified way to show up?” she retorted, a playful smirk curving her lips, the teasing lilt in her tone infused with warmth.

Owen Bennett was the undeniable star of the evening, the embodiment of charm at the auction. The mere thought of him lurking in the shadows sent ripples of intrigue through the crowd, igniting a warmth within her that felt both exhilarating and forbidden.

As he stepped into the light, the glow illuminated his striking features, casting a soft halo around his handsome face. A quick smile danced across his lips in response to her playful banter, sending a flutter of warmth coursing through her.

Autumn raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. Just as she was about to delve deeper into the source of his amusement, Owen interrupted her thoughts. “Well, isn’t it because you still haven’t finalized the divorce that I’m forced to be so undignified?”

His words struck a chord deep within her, resonating with the heavy weight of unspoken truths that lingered in the air. “If your divorce had gone through, you’d be here tonight as Autumn, right by my side. We could even hold hands in public without worrying about anyone finding out.”

She pressed her lips together, the gravity of his logic settling heavily on her shoulders. He was right, and the realization was infuriating.

“I’m sorry.”

The apology felt woefully inadequate, yet it was all she could muster at that moment. The thought of dragging a man like Owen into the chaotic remnants of her life twisted her stomach into knots.

“I already paid for that bracelet, and I also got you a jade jewelry set.”

His unexpected declaration jolted her, sending her thoughts spiraling into a whirlwind of confusion.

“The bracelet was more than enough…”

Embarrassment flooded her cheeks; the bracelet alone felt extravagant, and the notion of a jade jewelry set was simply beyond comprehension.

“The first one was from my mom. This one is from me.”

“It’ll look good on you.”

Autumn’s heart fluttered at his words, warmth spreading through her like sunlight breaking through clouds. His tone was casual, as if stating a simple fact, yet it sent her mind racing with possibilities. She knew she shouldn’t let her imagination wander, but in the presence of a man like him, maintaining composure felt nearly impossible.

“You—”

“Autumn!”

A furious roar sliced through the air, and before she could process the situation, Owen instinctively pulled her behind him, a protective instinct igniting within him.

For a heartbeat, the world around her blurred. As she steadied herself and glanced up, her eyes widened in horror at the sight of Mars Wright, his fist swinging dangerously close to Owen’s face.

“Mars, stop!” she screamed, desperation lacing every syllable.

Her plea only seemed to stoke the flames of his rage. “You dare tell me to stop? Autumn, have you completely forgotten who you are?”

Rage and disgust churned within her as she watched Mars, consumed by fury, resembling a wild beast unleashed.

“Mars, stop making a scene!”

The mere thought of a brawl erupting in such a public setting sent shivers racing down her spine. If the commotion attracted attention from the main hall, it would spell disaster for Owen. He had come to the auction with the pure intention of selecting a gift for her on behalf of his family. If he were to suffer harm or have his reputation tarnished because of her, she would never forgive herself.

Seeing Autumn defend another man so openly only sent Mars spiraling further into rage, his fists swinging wildly at Owen.

Yet, Owen remained eerily calm amidst the chaos. As Mars unleashed a flurry of punches, Owen executed a swift kick to his shin, catching Mars completely off guard.

In an instant, Mars found himself sprawled on the ground, a picture of defeat. “You…”

Glaring at Owen and Autumn with bloodshot eyes, he spat, “You two damn cheaters!”

Owen’s expression hardened, his eyes narrowing dangerously. Just as he opened his mouth to respond, Autumn interjected, “You should go back. I’ll handle this.”

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