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.

up the next day, a light breakfast of oatmeal and an omelet was already waiting for her

oatmeal at the bottom of the bowl, she

with the burnt oatmeal in front of himself, and pushed the other clean bowl toward Chloe.

the agreed-upon resort, Chloe got out of the car and heard Michael say from the driver's seat, "Let me know when you're almost done, and I'll be waiting for you in the parking lot." She opened her mouth, wanting to tell him he didn't have to do that, but the words caught in

wouldn't matter anyway, even if she

and went upstairs. The client's

for a moment. Our chairman will be here to see you after

her a glass of water, so Chloe settled onto the sofa

the door finally opened again, she looked up, expecting to see her client. Instead, a woman in dress pants and a sapphire-blue blouse walked

started making

smiled faintly,

identity, her

sat down with her legs crossed,

the woman's scrutinizing

me, but may I ask

woman finally looked away, taking a graceful sip of coffee. "Ariana Carey. You can also call

Chloe's expression. "Are you... the Daisy