Substitute Wife For The Blind CEO

Chapter 112

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?"

to wait a bit. Let things cool down. Let me... you know, spend more time

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

voice now, something almost desperate. Ethan watched him carefully,

said quietly. "If that’s what you want, I’ll take you there. Just...

turned back to the window

running filled the apartment a few minutes

He was pacing now.

but restless—like he was trying

the door in my

like a punch. He swallowed hard, his

even want

again—the one she had once clutched so lovingly in her hands. The same

asked for much. He hadn’t cared about wealth or status or even answers. All he’d wanted... was her. And now, it felt

hand to his chest, feeling the

Of course she is. She gave away the dress. That

still hoped. That part of him that still wanted

all those months? Do I tell her I knew

big, conflicted eyes, her soft lips parting in surprise. He could imagine the anger, the heartbreak. The

And yet... he

stepped

was now in

to

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