The Divorce That Brought Us Back novel Chapter 299

What was the saying?

A guilty conscience needs no accuser.

Maloney hadn't actually noticed anything particularly special about the item.

He thought it was just a decorative trim meant for the hem of a dress.

But now, he understood.

That was definitely not an ordinary piece of clothing.

Nora also realized her reaction had been a dead giveaway.

"Uh..." The crumpled fabric behind her back suddenly felt like a hot potato. She couldn't throw it away, but she couldn't bring it out, either. She looked up, trying to gauge Maloney's reaction, only to find him staring at her with mild amusement, waiting for her to explain.

"This is..." Nora finally gave up, pulling the item out and giving it a little shake to unfurl it.

It featured a triangular piece of lace in the center, flanked by two white puffballs, each with a bell attached underneath. Above the center triangle were two ribbons connecting to diamond-shaped lace panels, finished off with a delicate bow in the middle.

That was the general design.

"It's, um, it's not finished yet," Nora said dryly.

Maloney looked at her, entirely unfazed. "Got it," he said coolly.

It sounded like he wasn't going to pry.

Relieved, Nora quietly stuffed the lingerie into a drawer. "I've got the gifts. Let's go," she suggested tentatively.

"Let's go."

Maloney didn't bring it up again.

Nora exhaled a quiet breath of relief.

It was as if the incident had never happened.

The next day.

After visiting her grandparents, they boarded an evening flight down to The Florida Keys for their vacation.

It was the first time they had traveled far away together just for fun.

It really felt like a honeymoon.

They landed late at night and stayed in a downtown hotel. The next morning, Maloney took her straight to The Sovereign, his luxury yacht.

Honestly, after seeing how happy Nora had been at the hotel previously, Maloney had been eager to bring her to new places to keep things exciting.

The last time they went to the hot springs, he realized too late that intense physical exertion while soaking wasn't good for her health.

But the yacht was perfect.

The open-air deck offered breathtaking views, the ocean breeze was refreshing, and the gentle rock of the waves set the perfect rhythm.

It was exactly the vibe he wanted.

But his mood wasn't quite as euphoric as he had anticipated.

Nora, however, took one look at the wraparound sofa on the top deck and immediately understood the assignment.

As the yacht pulled away from the dock.

Nora wrapped her arms around him.

Maloney patted her back gently. "Don't move around so much," he murmured.

Confusion flickered in her eyes. "You don't want to?"

She was getting bold again.

"Aren't you worried someone will see?"

"There's no one around." Nora patted her flowing, oversized skirt. "Besides, this covers everything."

Maloney paused, then said, "No."

"Oh."

A few seconds later, she asked again, "Are you sure?"

Maloney was speechless.

He fired back, "Do you want to?"

Surprisingly, she nodded. "I do."

Maloney took a slow breath.

He had almost forgotten—he was the king right now.

And Queen Nora was about to make her move.

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