The CEO's Amazing Ex-Wife Is Back! by H. Dally

Chapter 175

Thalassa had been ready to fight, but at the sound of the familiar voice, accompanied by the familiar scent of cologne she knew all too well, her defenses crumbled.

"Thalassa, it's me," Kris whispered softly into her ear, his warm breath grazing her skin.

"Kris," she breathed, her heart suddenly racing at his closeness. Kris slowly released her, allowing her to turn and face him.

"What are you doing here?" She demanded, wondering why she had calmed down the moment she realized it was him. She was supposed to be angry at his invasion, but her voice lacked the anger she wanted to show.

"I went to Zeke's house this morning," Kris began, "only to be told you'd already returned to Baltimore. I thought you would stay in New York longer."

Though the lights were off, the moonlight was enough for her to see the curiosity in his eyes. "Why did you go there in the first place?"

Thalassa grimaced, raising a brow. "Did you come here to interrogate me?"

Kris shook his head quickly, taking a deep breath. "No. I came because I missed you like hell, and I needed to see you."

Her heart gave a painful thud at his words, but she pushed the feeling away, stepping back as he tried to move closer. "How did you even get in?" she asked coldly, eyeing him with suspicion.

small smile. "How do you think I snuck in the first time

to his shoulder, Kris chuckled softly. "No, I'm not that reckless. Climbing up with my still-healing shoulder would be impossible. I used the backyard this time." He winked. "Perks

a step closer, his eyes locked on hers. "Is it?" he asked, his voice dropping

clenched her jaw, averting her gaze. "Because I'm not interested

gap between them. Gently, he placed his hand on her waist, his fingers brushing against her skin through the thin fabric of

but certain. "You're not

hitched, her voice shaky despite her efforts to stay

in slightly, "than by the side of

and she blinked rapidly, shaking her head. "Stop saying that. You

Pet

thick with emotion. "You refuse to admit how you feel, but I know you love me too. I know I hurt you, Thalassa, and I

slid down Thalassa's cheek. "I... I can't," she whispered, her voice breaking. "There's

misted with emotion. He had expected her to push him away with her usual coldness, but for the first time in a

gently brushed away one

tenderly, "Let me love away the pain, Thalassa, but please don't push me away. I'm not asking you

words. Her mind was spinning, torn between what she knew was sensible and

really don't want me,"