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?"

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

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

now, something almost desperate. Ethan watched him carefully, seeing the weariness behind

you want, I’ll take you there. Just... give me a few

stiff nod, then turned back to the window as

filled the apartment a few minutes later, but Stefan barely heard

He was pacing now.

measured, but restless—like he was trying

the door in

a punch. He swallowed hard, his hand brushing over the back of the couch as he

doesn’t even want

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

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

chest, feeling the ache

She gave away the dress. That means she

hoped. That part of

do I say to her when I see her? Do I start by telling her I know she was the one who stayed with me all those months? Do I tell

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

And yet... he couldn’t stop

clicked open, and Ethan stepped out, fully

who was now in

about to pass out," he said