The Officer's Runaway Wife & Secret Son novel Chapter 324

The cat bypassed Clara and Noah, making a beeline for Rhys's feet.

Its fluffy head rubbed against Rhys's boot, the tip of its tail hooking his pant leg as it tried to climb up.

The little kitten knew nothing of human hardships, nothing of their love, hate, and grudges.

Rhys looked down at the small creature, wanting to crouch down and pet it.

"Orange!"

Simon's voice was sharp. "Come back here! Don't go rubbing on just anyone!"

The kitten acted as if it hadn't heard, content to laze at Rhys's feet. It flopped onto its back, belly up, and started purring.

Clara felt an unreasonable wave of irritation at Orange's affection for him.

Even the cat was on his side.

"Felix, go wash your hands. It's time to get ready for dinner."

Felix looked from his mother to Rhys, but ultimately obeyed. He scooped up the cat and whispered in Rhys's ear, "Wait for me, okay?"

Rhys's lips twitched, but he didn't dare make a promise.

As Felix disappeared into the bathroom, Noah walked over, his demeanor as gentle and proper as ever.

"Since you're here, have a seat. But Eloise probably didn't prepare food for a guest, so I'm afraid you'll have to watch us eat."

Rhys's expression was calm. "It's fine. I'm not hungry."

He hadn't planned on staying long anyway.

Just being allowed in the door, just being able to watch Clara and Felix from here, was a luxury he hadn't even dared to imagine.

Clara turned and started up the stairs. Halfway up, she looked down at the man still standing in the entryway.

"Rhys, come up."

She said, "I have something to ask you."

The room fell silent once again.

Noah's smile froze, his gaze turning deep and thoughtful as he looked at Clara.

Inviting a man into a bedroom, or a study—in the world of adults, this signified a private conversation, a closed-door exchange of emotions hidden from outsiders.

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