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.

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

gaze flickered 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 of living here for a few days. I know all the ways in." "Well, you don't

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

her jaw, averting her gaze. "Because

hand on

certain. "You're not calling them...because

her efforts to stay

"than by the side of

shaking her head.

Pet

gently cupping her cheek. "I'll never stop saying it because it's the truth," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "You refuse to admit how you feel, but I know you love me

slid down Thalassa's cheek. "I... I can't," she whispered, her voice breaking. "There's just too much pain. Too many things

her usual coldness, but for the

gently brushed away

I'm not asking you to just forgive

at him, her heart aching under the weight of his words. Her mind was spinning, torn between what she

really don't want me,"