Chapter 89

The question sounded simple, but something about it unsettled her.

She exhaled quietly, shaking her head. “No.”

Her voice was even, controlled. “You don’t have to invite me just because of Grandmother. I’ll tell her myself that I chose not to go.”

Arnold didn’t reply immediately. Instead, he stood there, staring at her with those deep, unreadable eyes.

The silence stretched between them, heavy and unspoken.

Even though they had been married for years, Sarah often felt as though she didn’t truly know him. He had always been distant, guarded–an enigma she had once tried to solve.

But not anymore.

She no longer searched his eyes for hidden emotions, no longer tried to understand the thoughts that he kept locked away.

Arnold remained still for a moment longer, then, without another word, he turned and left.

Downstairs, the party continued, but the mood had shifted slightly. The guests watched Arnold descend the staircase, their expressions curious, expectant.

They had assumed Sarah would be following him.

But she wasn’t there.

The realization settled in quickly–Sarah had refused him.

It was unheard of.

Linda, who had been watching Arnold closely, felt a strange satisfaction at first. But as the moments passed, an unfamiliar tension crept into her.

Sarah had said no.

had gone to get her, and she

wasn’t how things were

working late into the night. The soft hum of voices downstairs faded into

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Luna’s Parowalk

Chapter 89

her screen. The video conference stretched

that she didn’t hear the door open.

she noticed a shift on her laptop screen–movement in the background of the video call–that she realized someone had entered the room.

snapped up.

the doorway, framed by the soft glow of the hall light, was Arnold.

He didn’t speak.

stuttered for a second.

captured his entrance perfectly, and now, on the other end of the call, her business partners had seen him

seconds passed in silence before someone on the call awkwardly cleared their throat.

this a bad time?”

laptop camera away, ensuring that no one on the video call got a clear view of the

impossible to hide his imposing figure and

confident posture, the effortless dominance he exuded–it was enough to make

few voices on the call

“Wait, was that…?”

that just

ridiculously

always thought you

them, thick with unspoken

her fingers instinctively tightened around

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Farewell Half A Life Without Mu ALKY

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