The CEO’S Unplanned Heir novel (Aurelia and Leopold) novel Chapter 925

Aurelia's lips curled into a sad smile, tinged with the irony of her predicament. "He's the earth, and I'm the moon. I keep trying to break free from his pull, yet I can't escape his gravitational grip. I'm caught in his orbit forever."

Upstairs, Guardian Leopold's icy gaze flickered enigmatically in the soft lights.

Her analogy couldn't be more fitting. She could never escape his influence, whether she liked it or not.

Beverley sighed, feeling sadness and resignation for Aurelia. Even after the divorce, Aurelia was still tethered, unable to remarry freely.

"Leopold's no earth. At least, the earth and moon are exclusive. Leopold? He's more like the sun, with not just one, but eight planets, plus a bunch of comets and asteroids revolving around him."

That comment hit Leopold like a ton of bricks and left him speechless.

“That cheeky girl, Beverley, doesn't hold back with her jabs,” Leopold swore inwardly.

Aurelia choked back a response, not because she thought Leopold was a womanizer but because he was fickle and heartless to her. When he adored someone, he treasured them like a rare gem. But, once his affection waned, he discarded them like an old shoe.

"It's not unusual for a handsome and successful man like Mr. Leopold to have many women around him. He's way better than Mr. Chad, not nearly the Casanova you're making him out to be. Most of the flings are just for show."

"Still, you're quite forgiving of Leopold. If he came crawling back, would you consider remarrying him?" Beverley probed.

"I don't know." Aurelia shrugged indifferently. "If he wanted me back, I'd make him chase me for a few years to prove his true commitment. Men never appreciate what they acquire too easily."

Beverley snickered. "Divorce is a momentary thrill, but wooing your ex back is a whole different funeral pyre."

Upstairs, Leopold massaged his temples helplessly, feeling wronged yet desperate.

Was she saying she wouldn't consider remarrying him until she was thirty?

As he pondered, Beverley's voice sounded again. "What about Arnold? Would you say yes if he proposed to you after his divorce?"