While My Husband Cheated I Married His Powerful Brother novel Chapter 180

Chapter 180: Chapter 180 Escape.

​The large bedroom was completely quiet.

​Dorian’s strong arms were still wrapped tightly around her shoulders, holding her safe against his chest. His chest felt warm against her damp cheek, and his steady heartbeat sounded slow, calm, and reassuring in the stillness.

​Slowly, Veyra’s rapid breathing began to settle down into a normal rhythm. Her tears finally dried up, and the intense trembling in her body faded away.

​She had no idea how long they had remained sitting together on the edge of the mattress like that. It could have been ten minutes or two hours, but time didn’t seem to matter at all in that moment.

​For the first time in years, she felt genuinely protected and secure.

​Then, reality suddenly rushed back into her mind.

​She suddenly realized where she was. She was wrapped in Dorian’s arms, her face buried against his chest, holding onto his shirt like he was the only lifeline keeping her from drowning in her memories.

​A wave of self-consciousness washed over her, and she quickly pulled back from his embrace.

​Her face was flushed bright red, her eyes were still swollen from crying, and her small hands were trembling slightly.

​She looked up at him, her eyes tracing his dark dress shirt and the noticeable wet patch her tears had left on the front of his clothes. She looked up at his face, trying to read his reaction.

​His facial expression remained completely unreadable, but his eyes were unusually soft and gentle as he looked back at her.

​"Thank you," she managed to say, her voice sounding small and raspy from sobbing.

​Dorian gave her a simple, silent nod. "Are you alright?"

​"I’m fine," she answered right away.

​She wasn’t fine at all, but she didn’t want to talk about the nightmare. She didn’t want to explain the terrifying details of her past, nor did she want to expose her deepest vulnerabilities to him any longer.

​She turned her body away from him, pulled the thick blanket all the way up to her chin, and closed her eyes tight.

​"I am really tired," she said, keeping her tone flat. "I just need to get some sleep."

​Just like that, she quickly re-erected her internal wall, rebuilding the familiar barrier and keeping her distance from him once again.

​She didn’t want to get too close to him. She didn’t want to feel these confusing emotions, and she certainly didn’t want to rely on anyone else for comfort.

​She burrowed deeper under the heavy duvet, firmly shutting down any chance of continuing the conversation.

​Dorian stood silently beside the bed for a long moment, watching her motionless form under the covers.

​He understood her reaction completely. She didn’t want to be disturbed, she had zero desire to discuss her dark nightmare, and she wasn’t ready to explain why she had called out for her deceased mother in such deep agony.

​He decided not to press her for answers tonight.

​He turned on his heel, walked quietly across the soft carpet toward the walk-in closet, and closed the heavy door behind him to ensure total privacy.

​He pulled his phone out from his pocket, unlocked the screen, and dialed Leon’s number.

​Leon answered the call on the second ring. "Sir."

​"Leon," Dorian spoke into the receiver, keeping his tone low and even. "What exactly happened while I was away on my trip?"

​There was a brief pause on the line before Leon responded.

​"Mrs. Thorne is currently preparing to open a new bubble tea shop," Leon reported concisely.

​Dorian raised his eyebrows in slight surprise. "A bubble tea shop?"

​"Yes, sir. She has officially rented a commercial storefront in the Riverside District. She is partnering with three other girls on the project, named Mia, Megan Clark, and Jade."

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