After Divorcing my Captain Husband

Michael sensed an excessive loneliness in Chloe.

"Chloe, even if you feel strong enough to be on your own, they are still your blood relatives. They didn't abandon you on purpose; they've been searching for you all these years." He understood her desire to build her career and not rely on anyone.

But pushing everyone away was a sign of her psychological trauma.

He sighed, "Chloe, I apologize for what I did to you in the past. I don't want you to reject the kindness of others because of a scumbag like me."

He had been a real jerk before.

But now, the Millers' feelings for her were genuine, he could tell.

Chloe took a sip of milk and placed it on the nearby table. "This has nothing to do with you."

Whether or not to return to the Millers had nothing to do with Michael. She simply didn't know what her own heart truly desired. She needed some time.

"That's for the best. Get some rest. I'll take you to meet the client tomorrow."

Chloe didn't know when she fell asleep, but despite expecting a sleepless night, she slept surprisingly well.

a light breakfast of oatmeal and an omelet was already waiting for her on the table

at the bottom of the bowl, she knew Michael hadn't

front of himself, and

when you're almost done, and I'll be waiting for you in the parking lot." She opened

wouldn't matter anyway, even if she

upstairs. The client's assistant appeared and led her into

Our chairman will be

enough to pour her a glass of water, so Chloe settled onto the sofa and started playing

When the door finally opened again, she looked up, expecting to see her client. Instead, a woman in dress pants and

sofa opposite Chloe, walked to the table, and started making coffee. After the water boiled, she turned to Chloe and asked, "Would

faintly,

this woman's identity, her demeanor suggested someone of considerable

coffee, sat down with

the woman's scrutinizing gaze,

eyes. "Excuse me,

sip of coffee. "Ariana

Chloe's expression.