Substitute Wife For The Blind CEO

Chapter 112: Go With The Flow

Ethan stretched under the covers, blinking against the soft light that filtered through his bedroom window.

For a moment, he lay still, his mind caught in that groggy space between sleep and wakefulness. The events of last night slowly came rushing back—the conversation with Rayna, her wearing Ruby’s gown, and the way Stefan’s face had gone still when he heard everything.

Ethan rubbed his eyes, pushed the blanket off, and sat up with a sigh.

He padded barefoot across the room, ran a hand through his hair, and opened the door.

But the sight that greeted him in the living room made him pause in surprise. \n(o)v.e\l.com

Stefan was already awake. Not just awake, but fully dressed. He stood near the large window, the morning light casting soft shadows across his face. His hands were shoved in the pockets of his slacks, and there was a tension in the air around him—thick and charged, like a storm waiting to break.

Ethan frowned. "You’re up early... and dressed even."

Stefan turned to face him, his brows knitting. "Shouldn’t I be?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," Stefan said, voice flat, "you told me where Ruby is last night. So, isn’t it natural that we go there today?"

Ethan’s eyes widened slightly. "You mean now? This morning?" f\r(e)ewe.b no\vel.com

"Yes." Stefan’s tone held no hesitation. "The sooner, the better. Or don’t you think so?"

frown deepened as he walked further into the room. "I thought we were going to wait a bit. Let things cool down. Let me...

toward him now. "Why should I wait for you to get a girl to like you before I fight for the woman I love? I could be trying to win her heart while you go about winning your girl’s heart, too. I can’t wait anymore, Ethan. I’ve waited long enough. I need to see her. I need to know where we stand. I need to see her face, hear her voice—anything. Just something to remind me that she’s real and not just some memory I’m clinging

something raw in his voice now, something almost desperate. Ethan watched him carefully, seeing the weariness behind

quietly. "If that’s what you want, I’ll take you there. Just... give me a few minutes to shower and get

nod, then turned back to the window as Ethan headed to

of water running filled the apartment a few minutes later, but Stefan barely heard it. fr

He was pacing now.

he was trying to outrun his own

slams the door

punch. He swallowed hard, his hand brushing over the

if she doesn’t even want

one she had once clutched so lovingly in her hands. The same one Rayna

asked for much. He hadn’t cared about wealth or status or even answers. All he’d wanted... was her. And now, it felt like he might have lost her forever just because of

his chest, feeling the ache that never

gave away the dress. That means she doesn’t

part of him that still hoped. That part of him

stayed with me all those months? Do I

thoughts, each one heavier than the last. He could picture her face—those big, conflicted eyes, her soft lips parting in surprise. He could imagine the anger,

her. And yet...

clicked open, and Ethan stepped out, fully dressed,

one look at Stefan who was now in his room and

like you’re about to pass out,"