The Ex-Wife He Can’t Have novel Chapter 308

Even though her heart secretly favored Daniel, she couldn't deny that landing Killian was an absolute win on every conceivable level.

Sylvia broke into a jog, beaming as she met him. "You finally made it."

She confidently reached for his hand. Killian didn't pull away; instead, he casually intertwined his fingers with hers.

"You look beautiful today," Killian noted, giving her a cursory glance.

Her effortless makeup was clearly the result of hours in a stylist's chair.

"Only today?" Sylvia teased, her lips curling into a playful smirk.

"Every day."

Killian walked over to Madeline and the group, offering a polite greeting. "Madeline." He gave Gibson a respectful nod, but when his gaze landed on Silas Xavier, he offered nothing more than a stiff, perfunctory tip of his chin.

Silas immediately sensed the freezing distance in Killian's demeanor, but given the public setting, he had no choice but to force a tight smile.

Madeline fussed over Sylvia, listing off a litany of worries: be careful abroad, don't take risks while skiing, call home every day, let them know immediately if anything goes wrong.

"Mom, relax. Killian arranged everything. I have private tour guides, ski instructors, and a medical team on standby."

"Oh, thank goodness!"

Click—

The faint sound of a camera shutter reached Killian's ears. He snapped his head toward the crowd and spotted several photographers hidden among the bystanders, shooting them from multiple angles.

His brow furrowed in severe irritation. Instead of causing a scene, he subtly shifted his posture, turning his back to the lenses, staunchly refusing to have his face plastered across social media.

Lost in her own triumphant moment, Sylvia was completely oblivious to his deep aversion to the cameras.

A short distance away, Jillian and Daniel were seeing off their German corporate partners.

After the recent product launch, the team was flying back to Europe. Jillian, having worked closely with them, bid them a warm farewell in fluent German, exchanging hugs and traditional cheek kisses.

As the partners disappeared through the security gates, Daniel turned to her. "Let's go."

He extended his arm, letting his hand hover protectively over the small of her back.

Jillian didn't pull away. They walked shoulder to shoulder toward the exit, chatting animatedly and sharing soft smiles.

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