The Officer's Runaway Wife & Secret Son novel Chapter 89

Rhys stared at Noah's calm, smiling face. He frowned. He wasn’t used to feeling challenged like this, especially by a strange man he didn’t know. But out of politeness, he didn't press further.

"Boarding time," Rhys said to Clara, not looking at Noah.

Clara stood up and turned to Noah. "Is Dr. Carter on this flight too?"

Noah nodded.

Rhys glanced at the boarding pass in Noah's hand, his expression darkening further.

For this flight to Sunbay City, the First Class cabin used a 1-2-1 layout. Rhys had chosen the two adjacent middle seats.

After sitting down, a flight attendant brought hot towels and welcome drinks. Rhys handed one to Clara first.

Clara took it and wiped her hands perfunctorily.

"Give me a glass of water," he told the attendant. "For her too, no lemon."

He then turned sideways, intending to help Clara open the packaging of her disposable slippers.

"I'll do it myself."

Clara avoided his hand, changed her shoes herself, acting cold and distant.

Rhys watched her for a moment, then took out his tablet to deal with some accumulated files. Although he said he was on vacation, as a team captain, some approval processes still needed his personal oversight.

A slight noise came from across the aisle.

Clara turned her head and met a pair of smiling eyes. Noah was sitting in the window seat to her left.

"What a coincidence," Noah mouthed. "Looks like we're fated on this trip."

Clara was surprised. First Class only had eight seats, so meeting wasn't that strange, but the seating arrangement was indeed too coincidental.

Rhys was reading an accident assessment report. Hearing the commotion, he frowned and looked up. Across the narrow aisle, the gazes of the two men collided again.

Rhys pressed the call button.

"Alumnus?"

"Yeah. He was a legend in the medical department at Ashton University. The girls wanting to date him could circle the track three times."

Clara made it up on the spot. In reality, back then, her heart and eyes were filled only with Rhys; she had no time to pay attention to any medical department idol.

Rhys didn't respond immediately.

He knew very little about Clara's university life. When he met Clara, he had just joined the force, and Clara was already in the second semester of her junior year.

later, when they were together, it was always Clara coming to find him. He never went to the university to find her. At most, after a date, he would drop her off downstairs at her dorm and watch her walk up, turning back three times with every step.

Clara's four years of university were blank in his memory. He only remembered the few times she skipped class to run to the station to find him, getting scolded by him at the main gate and sent back to school.

As for who she met at school, what she experienced, or what kind of youth she had, he knew absolutely nothing.

She had loved too fervently, too unreservedly, giving him the illusion that Clara would never leave, that she would always wait for him to turn around.