Chapter 1134:

With that final glance, Aelfric had reclaimed every ounce of love he had once lavished upon her, leaving a gaping void in her chest. For the first time, Chloe felt an aching sense of loss that rattled her to her core.

She wanted to salvage what they had, but deep down, she knew it was hopeless. A man like Aelfric didn’t backpedal. Once he walked away, there was no turning back.

Her only option now was to cling to Connor. Luckily, his attitude toward her had begun to thaw, and she was determined to seize this chance.

Taking a steadying breath, Chloe stepped forward with the thermos in hand, plastering a polite yet detached smile across her face. “Mr. Warren, it’s a pleasure to see you.”

Aelfric’s lips curled into a bitter sneer.

Chloe used to call him “Aelfric,” her voice dripping with honey. Now, it was the distant and impersonal “Mr. Warren.” So that was how it was.

Brock,” he asked, his tone laced with mockery, “have you moved into

I have,” Chloe replied quickly, eager to steer the conversation elsewhere. “I made some fish soup for Connor. Would you care for a bowl, Mr.

deepened. “Why not?” he drawled, his

poured the first

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Aelfric didn’t even exist. “Connor, give it a taste and let me know if the seasoning is to your liking. If it’s off in any way, I’ll tweak it next

however, remained as cool as a cucumber, leaving the soup

its aroma tempting, the broth simmered to perfection—but the sight only deepened the bitterness in his

had never once asked

she knew Connor’s dislike of ginger, leaving it

woman, blind to all that mattered. Aelfric’s simmering anger reached a boil. If she had no regard for him, why

The steaming liquid hit Chloe square in the face, and she let out a sharp scream, recoiling as

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