The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 1495

Craig's handsome face darkened, and with a frustrated sigh, he sent her a period, hoping to add her as a friend again and transfer the money to her.

But instead of a prompt to accept the friend request, WhatsApp showed a chilling message:

[Message sent, but rejected by the recipient.]

So, he hadn't been simply deleted; he had been blocked.

It looked like Aurora had made up her mind to cut off all contact with him.

In a way... this was what Craig had wanted to see.

But when he fully realized it, his heart felt like it was being squeezed, causing him physical pain. He even had to clutch at his chest.

Standing frozen for what felt like an eternity, only moving again when daylight started to seep through the windows, Craig finally shuffled back to the bathroom to continue his "regular" life.

Shower, sleep, wake up, work for a living.

Maybe at twenty, with youthful ignorance and energy, he could have believed in a chance for something more.

But now at thirty, a high school dropout, what kind of future could he possibly dream of, especially thinking he could share a life with the heiress of the Lopez Corporation?

...

Felicity had miscalculated, badly.

She hadn't expected the second round with Miles to last so long!

She had passed out, missing whatever came after.

When she groggily woke up, it was already noon the next day.

Gritting her teeth, she managed to pull herself up from the bed, noticing that her ankle had been treated with anti-inflammatory medication.

Beside her on the pillow was a note from Miles.

[Breakfast is on the table. Got some business to handle at the company, but I'll be back soon. Wait for me.]

Wait for him?

Not if she could help it!

Felicity was always bold in the moment, but once reality set in, all she could think about was running.

The farther, the better!

Ignoring her injured foot, she grabbed her phone to call an Uber, desperate to get out of there.

"You still want to run, don't you?"

Miles blocked the doorway, his deep eyes locking on hers, "We've been through this twice. Last time you disappeared for five years. How long do you plan to run this time?"

"I'm not trying to run..."

"Then what are you doing?"

"I'm just... I'm thirsty. I was coming out to get some water!" Felicity turned and dashed towards the kitchen.

A temporary escape was still an escape.

Miles sighed, took off his shoes, and picked up the pair of women's slippers he had brought for her, placing them in front of her.

"Here, wear these."

...

"Originally, I thought we could give each other some more time, to think things over, consider our options. But since last night happened, Felicity, I think it's time we talk to our families about this."

Felicity's eyes widened in panic, "No! We can't tell them!"