Tangled Temptations

Chapter 388

Chapter 388

Orlena ducked into the living room, curling up on the couch to play video games, her focus absolute. Suddenly, her phone was snatched away by a firm hand. Looking up, she blinked slowly, staring in disbelief at the figure before her.

It was Brett!

Wasn't he swamped with work, claiming no free time until the year's end? How did he find his way here?

Curiosity overcame her, and she voiced her thoughts without a filter.

Brett had made a detour to Peterborough. Partly to visit the temple, partly because it was Daniel's birthday. He had genuinely been tied up, but after a few grueling days and nights, he made it.

Seeing Orlena deepened his yearning.

But this wasn't the place for certain feelings, and he resisted, only petting her head indulgently. "Don't game all day. You'll ruin your eyes."

Orlena didn't want his interference, yet she couldn't bear to rebuke him. She set down her phone. "You came for Daniel's birthday?"

Brett's smile was soft. "I haven't even bought my boy's birthday present yet! How about his mom joins me, so I can get to know what our son fancies?"

Heat crept into Orlena's cheeks.

What was he implying... He said "son and mom," as if they were that close.

Years had passed since their split. Their intimate reunions happened only once or twice, and now, they were like strangers, uneasy in each other's presence.

She retrieved her phone, pretending to resume her game.

Brett confiscated it again.

Orlena gazed at her empty hand, biting her lip. "What are you doing?"

Brett pulled her to her feet. "You're coming shopping with me!"

Still protesting as she settled into the car, she argued, "Dinner's soon, and tonight's menu is a treat!"

Brett instructed his trusted driver to start the car. The driver was in on the secret and chuckled at the complaints from the backseat. Mr. Brett with Miss Orlena was

a fine sight, their youthful energy akin to that of a young couple.

Orlena fished for her phone from his coat pocket. After a fruitless search, she realized he'd put it in his trouser pocket. As she reached for it, Brett swatted her hand away, his reprimanding tone husky. "Behave!"

She looked up at him. Brett's face, scholarly and handsome, held a hint of restrained desire.

before, she understood. She then sat as far away as

straightened his clothes, eyeing her. "Will you

turned away. After a moment, she murmured, "Brett, weren't you the one who didn't want our relationship

stroked her head. Silly girl. She

car, he whispered, "Not anymore. Orlena,

he added, as long

Orlena felt a lump in her

called, asking her whereabouts,

calmly stating, "Harvey, it's me! ... Yeah, I'm taking her out to eat. I'll drop her off

hung up, eyes fixed on his girl. Then, gently, he

Brett...

lips trembled, but

often, and that

tinged with helpless compromise,

gift was already

was to share a meal with her, at that same restaurant, in that same

everything, and was

away her tears, whispering softly, "You are a big girl now, still crying at the drop of a hat. You gotta set an

to hell!" Orlena snapped,

inviting, "Orlena, come sit over

show. Shedding his coat, he

drinks, always the atmosphere setter, smiling, "Miss

young, Mr. Brett. It's only

coughed lightly. "You're getting

to Orlena, he suggested, "Take off your coat. It's not as cold

you

chimed in, "Mr. Brett sure knows how

shimmered. She retorted playfully,

of serving dishes, paused

Old...

voice low just for them, "Seems I haven't been attentive enough. That's my fault. I will make it up to you

thought, "You

to hide, and Donny even cracked a few

was, the more he cherished

eating for a while, he took out an amulet and placed it

had given her years ago. Brett

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