Divorce Time 242

Chapter 242

York's phone buzzed in his pocket, breaking the comfortable silence between him and Dalton. After a quick glance at the screen, he sighed and slipped the phone back.

"Looks like I've got something to take care of," York said, his tone apologetic. "I should head out. Want to come with?"

Dalton snapped out of his thoughts, his eyes sharpening with focus. "Nah, I'm waiting for someone. You go ahead. We'll catch up another time."

"Alright, see ya."

York waved and strolled away, disappearing into the bustle of the street. Dalton watched him leave, then turned on his heel and made his way towards the coffee shop down the block. As he pushed open the café door, he nearly collided with Vesta, who was guiding little Jasmine to the restroom.

They both stopped in their tracks.

"Oh, Mr. Ramirez? What a surprise!" Vesta exclaimed, her eyes widening in recognition.

Dalton replied, letting the door swing shut behind him. His gaze swept the room until it landed on Thorne, who was deep in conversation with the barista at

was sure, he asked anyway,

gaze dropping

as I thought, Dalton mused, feeling a tug of something heavy

piped up, looking up at Vesta with

tapped Jasmine on the nose, a gentle smile curling her lips. "Just a

her curiosity satisfied for

Dalton. "So, Mr. Ramirez, are you

could finish, Jasmine tugged urgently at Vesta's arm. "Ms.

sipping on a large iced tea earlier, and now the situation was

in more small talk, Jasmine, in her

the exchange with a furrowed brow. Jasmine seemed a bit demanding, but Vesta's patience and warmth were unwavering as she reassured, "Alright, sweetie, I'm sorry. Let's get you to the restroom." As they turned to leave, Vesta glanced back at Dalton. "I'll be right back, see

walk away, feeling a pang of something he couldn't quite place.

lightly.

a leisurely pace,

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