Under the Veil I Rule novel Chapter 183

Amara's eyes flew open in disbelief. Had she misheard Finnian just now? Did he really ask her to spend the night with him?

"That's the only condition. Be at Vera Lodge, penthouse suite, by eight tonight. Spend the night with me, and tomorrow morning we get the divorce. I keep my word," Finnian said.

With that, he left without caring about Amara’s reaction. It wasn’t until he disappeared that Amara snapped back to the reality.

Spend the night with him? What did he mean by that? Was he implying they should sleep together?

Casting aside the reason of him having the request, she thought the mere proposal was too outrageous to entertain. She couldn't possibly agree to that. She leapt out of bed, barefoot, and ran to catch him.

"Mr. Everly, we can't do this!" she exclaimed, her hand instinctively covering her stomach.

Not that she wanted to do anything intimate with Finnian, but even if she did, it wasn't possible. Not with a child growing inside her.

Finnian's voice was icy as he declared, "If you don't show up, there's no divorce. I've made it clear, this is the only condition—it's your choice."

And with that, he brushed past her, leaving the apartment.

Amara stood there, her mind reeling for a prolonged while. It wasn't until her toes went numb out of coldness that she gazed immediately down and realized she was still barefoot. She then hurried back to her room.

Back in bed, she twisted her fingers together, staring at the ceiling, her heart thundering in her chest. The events of the day felt surreal, and if it wasn’t for the brightness outside, she’d almost think she was still in a dream.

A dream. Could Finnian have been delirious with fever when he made that outrageous demand?

No, Finnian had been perfectly lucid, not feverish at all.

Amara shook her head and continued with the contemplation. Even if he had uttered those words not because of being delirious, he might have

spoken in a moment of madness and would regret it when he came to his senses.