Under the Veil I Rule (Amara) novel Chapter 889

Now, her relationship with Larry had drastically improved. She finally had a father's love, the promise of an immense fortune, and a booming career.

Her entire world had shifted, making this sacrifice one she could accept, even if it came with a heavy dose of melancholy.

Elysia patted her shoulder. "Stop torturing yourself with the past. After the surgery, you'll take a few days to rest, and then we focus on building your empire and stacking cash. Romance can wait."

"Let's head back to my place for dinner. What are you in the mood for? Want to make spaghetti bolognese?"

Amara nodded. "Spaghetti sounds perfect. It's been a while since I had a good home-cooked meal."

Having made up their minds, they detoured to the grocery store.

Elysia had never lifted a finger in the kitchen and had no idea how to pick produce, but Amara was a pro.

She guided Elysia through the aisles, grabbing all the ingredients, and they headed back to Elysia's apartment. The moment they stepped out of the elevator, they spotted a tall figure looming outside her door—Dorian Hawke.

Spotting him from down the hall, Elysia scoffed in disgust. "Look who's playing guard dog again."

As they approached, Dorian's face lit up at the sight of Elysia, but his smile faltered when he noticed the grocery bags. He frowned. "You went grocery shopping?"

Elysia was a pampered heiress. Since when did she buy groceries?

Ever since they separated, it felt like her entire life had shifted in ways he wasn't a part of. The realization bred a suffocating wave of distance between them—a feeling he absolutely despised.

Elysia glared at him coldly. "What, is it a crime? I have hands and feet. Why is me buying groceries so shocking to you? Why are you even here?"

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