Divorce Time

Chapter 242

York’s phone buzzed in his pocket, breaking the comfortable silence between him and Dalton. After a quick glance at the screen, he sighed and slipped the phone back.

“Looks like I’ve got something to take care of,” York said, his tone apologetic. “I should head out. Want to come with?”

Dalton snapped out of his thoughts, his eyes sharpening with focus. “Nah, I’m waiting for someone. You go ahead. We’ll catch up another time.”

“Alright, see ya.”

York waved and strolled away, disappearing into the bustle of the street. Dalton watched him leave, then turned on his heel and made his way towards the coffee shop down the block.

As he pushed open the café door, he nearly collided with Vesta, who was guiding little Jasmine to the restroom.

They both stopped in their tracks.

“Oh, Mr. Ramirez? What a surprise!” Vesta exclaimed, her eyes widening in recognition.

“Yeah,” Dalton replied, letting the door swing shut behind him. His gaze swept the room until it landed on Thorne, who was deep in conversation with the barista at the counter.

Shifting his attention, Dalton’s eyes finally settled on Jasmine. Just one look, and he was nearly certain–Jasmine had to be Thorne’s daughter. The resemblance was striking.

he was sure, he asked anyway, “And who might

her gaze dropping

Dalton mused, feeling a tug of

the handsome guy?” Jasmine piped up, looking up at

a gentle smile curling

her curiosity satisfied for the moment.

“So, Mr.

urgently at Vesta’s arm. “Ms. Hawkins, I really need to use the bathroom!”

a large iced tea earlier, and now the situation was becoming

more small talk, Jasmine, in her urgent state, didn’t hesitate

bit demanding, but Vesta’s patience and warmth were unwavering as she

back at Dalton. “I’ll be right back,

away, feeling a pang of something he couldn’t quite place. He

lightly. “Sure, why not?”

moving at a leisurely pace, she let go of her

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