When She Ended It With Divorce (Chiara and Titus) novel Chapter 79

**TITLE: Silent Roads Remember by Sawyer**

**Chapter 79**

Chiara cradled her phone in her hand, a mix of emotions swirling within her. After a moment’s contemplation, she nodded resolutely. “Alright, I understand. Don’t worry about it. I won’t take the blame.”

Eunice’s voice broke through the tension. “What’s going on with your voice? You sound like you’ve been shouting all night!”

Chiara instinctively placed her hand on her forehead, feeling a slight warmth radiating there. “I think I might have caught a cold,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Then you need to hurry and take some medicine,” Eunice urged, her concern palpable through the phone.

“I already took some. I really need to go now. We’ll talk later,” Chiara replied, her tone clipped as she prepared to end the call.

“Oh, and there’s something else you should probably know…” Eunice added hesitantly.

“What is it?” Chiara asked, her curiosity piqued.

“The detective mentioned that Titus turned Elaine down. They didn’t sleep together,” Eunice informed her, the words hanging heavily in the air.

Chiara’s grip on her phone tightened as she absorbed the news. After a long, contemplative pause, she responded softly, “Yeah, I got it.”

“But Chiara, why would he do that? Didn’t you say they had something going on? Why would Titus turn her down?” Eunice pressed, her voice laced with confusion.

Chiara’s mind drifted back to the words Titus had once shared with her, his declaration that she was the only one for him. A flicker of hope ignited within her, but doubt quickly snuffed it out. Did it truly matter?

Even if nothing transpired physically, surely his feelings for Elaine were genuine. He must have said no only because he had the self-discipline to remember his vows, to acknowledge the sanctity of their marriage and the boundaries he dared not cross.

‘It doesn’t change anything for me,’ Chiara thought bitterly. ‘If your heart isn’t with me, then it’s all the same.’

Eunice fell silent, sensing the weight of Chiara’s turmoil.

“I need to hang up now, Eunice. He… might be coming back any minute,” Chiara said, urgency creeping into her voice.

Eunice snapped back to reality. “Right, go ahead. And for heaven’s sake, make sure you wipe the call history.”

With a sigh of relief, Chiara stared at her phone after the call ended, her heart racing. Just as she was about to rise from her bed, her eyes caught a missed call from Paul. Stunned, she felt her heart skip a beat.

Meanwhile, Titus was making his way back home.

Paul glanced nervously at the rearview mirror. “Mr. Goodman, Chiara’s phone is still on a call…”

Titus turned his gaze to the window, his eyes dark and brooding, as if they were part of the night itself.

“She just won’t give up,” he muttered, irritation lacing his tone.

Paul stole a quick look at him, but upon seeing Titus with his eyes shut tight, he opted for silence.

He couldn’t help but think that Chiara’s stubbornness was remarkable. Even he could see the changes in Titus lately, the way he seemed to be softening.

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The atmosphere in the car was thick with tension as Paul coughed awkwardly, trying to break the silence.

Titus shot him a sharp glance, his brows knitting together in annoyance. “You sick or something?”

Paul shrank back slightly. “Uh, no… not at all…”

Titus pressed his fingers to his temple, frustration boiling beneath the surface.

He was already strategizing how to deal with Chiara’s reckless behavior.

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