Chapter 15
Chase stormed in, livid.
He had waited all day, expecting Nora to apologize and beg for forgiveness. Instead, what arrived was a legal notice from the Faulkner Group’s lawyers.
The claim? He had defamed Dominic and his fiancée.
Utter nonsense!
“Nora belongs to me-past, present, and future.” he shouted. “Dominic Faulkner, you’re just a side piece. A
shameless homewrecker!”
“You’ve seen the photos, haven’t you? She’s already been in my bed. You’re picking up my leftovers. You
make me sick!”
Nora felt a surge of shame and anger, her cheeks burning-when suddenly a tall figure stepped in front of
her.
Dominic shielded her.
“I love Nora,” he said. “I love all of her-past and present. Your words mean nothing to me.”
He paused, then added coolly, “If anything, they just show how low you really are.”
Chase nearly choked on his rage.
Nora’s eyes turned red.
That evening, back home, she stared at Dominic’s sharp jawline and took a deep breath. It took all her
courage to speak up.
“So… about what you said earlier,” she mumbled, “maybe we could… give it a try.”
Dominic blinked. “Hmm? Try what?”
Nora blushed furiously. “You said I should give you a chance… so I’m saying yes.”
She only realized she’d been played when she saw the teasing smile tug at his lips.
Flustered, she turned to storm off-only to bump into his firm chest.
“You said it,” he murmured. “No backing out now.”
Three days later, their engagement party was set.
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He looked awful. Unshaven, haggard, clearly sleep-deprived. But still, he smiled wide. “Today is our eighth
anniversary. Eleven sunflowers-for one heart, one soul, one love. Still mine, Nora. Do you like them?”
Nora threw the bouquet into the garbage.
“We’re divorced,” she said coldly. “I have a fiancé now, and we love each other. I’m happy. Please stop
bothering me.”
She turned to leave, but Chase grabbed her wrist.
“Don’t go, Nora!”
He looked desperate. “You used to say I never remembered the important days. But look, I remembered this
one. Nora, I can change-I’ll fix everything, okay?”
His voice trembled, humble to the extreme.
Nora felt nothing but bitter amusement.
So he did know what she cared about. What she needed.
He just never bothered before.
Only now-now that she’d left-did he finally remember.
But her heart had already died.
What good were regrets after love had already died?
She walked away without looking back.
A few days later, she and Dominic took a trip to a private mountain lodge.
Dominic played the perfect fiancé, doing everything himself. Nora felt a little uneasy watching him rush
around.
“You don’t have to-really, I can manage…”
But Dominic gently pushed her back into her seat. “Future Mrs. Faulkner, your only job today is to be pampered. As your fiancé, this is my duty.”
Then he turned and went back to work.
Nora felt a lump rise in her throat.
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