His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 88

Chapter 88

everything seems fine, and the next, it's a disaster."

Issca listened quietly, nodding as I shared my experiences. I spoke about Cyrus, my little boy, and the challenges of juggling motherhood and running a company. "Things have been so complicated with Carlos too," I confessed, feeling the weight of it all. "One minute, "I can only imagine," Issca said softly. "You've been through a lot."

We continued talking, and as the minutes passed, I felt a connection forming. Issca was attentive, asking questions that showed he genuinely cared. I realized how much I needed this-someone to listen and understand.

After a while, I glanced at the clock on the wall and realized I should probably head back to Carlos's house. "I need to go," I said, trying to keep my tone light despite the anxiety bubbling inside me in that tipsy state. Issca raised an eyebrow, a flicker of concern crossing his face. "Are you sure about

that? I know things are complicated with him."

"I know," I replied, determination creeping into my voice. "But I need to figure

things out."

Just then, Carlos walked into the pub. He looked around until he spotted me, and my heart raced when I saw him.

"There you are," he said, taking my hand gently. "I've been looking for you."

I glanced at Issca, who seemed surprised by Carlos's sudden appearance. He didn't know where Carlos lived, and I could see the worry on his face.

"Carlos, we were just talking," I said, trying to ease the tension. But Carlos cut me

off.

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We're leaving," he said,

closer. "Wait! Are you sure you want to go with

and glanced back at Issca. But there was something about

in. I couldn't ignore the connection between us. Coming to my senses, I

"-"

Doris," Carlos urged again, his voice calm but

a breath and felt sure of my choice. "Okay," I said, surprising myself. I stood up, and

confused and worried. I wanted to tell him

the leather seats, the familiar scent of his cologne surrounding me. He drove us through the

opened the door for

an air of confidence. I felt a flutter in my chest, a

heavy with unspoken feelings. The moment felt surreal, and I was acutely aware of every brush of his skin

softly, his voice low and soothing. I felt my heart race at his words, a strange mixture of

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the mansion-the floorboards creaked, and I could

Carlos? A part of me wanted to

there made me feel vulnerable, exposed to my own doubts

gaze. What did he want from me? As I stayed still, I noticed him moving around the room, sometimes just

what to say or do next. I wanted

to understand why we were together like this, but

Instead, I let my imagination wander, wondering if he felt what I did or if it was just a game to

mixing with the uncertainty hanging in the air. What would

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