Chapter 385
Chapter 385:
Instinct pushed Kailey to her feet, and she shifted a careful step away from him. Tension thickened the space between them, and her hands twisted together as her gaze searched for somewhere safe to land. “Maybe we should head back. Kyson will worry if he can’t find me p>
She was reminding him that she was Kyson’s wife now.
Smiles rarely appeared on Lyman’s face, yet one surfaced this time, and the sharp chill around him eased slightly.
Unease pressed on Kailey’s chest, and she tried to cut the moment short. “I should just p>
A hurried step carried her forward, but his hand caught hers. Then he released her almost at once.
“Stay. We need to talk p>
Pretending ignorance was no longer possible. Kailey understood that escape would not come easily. A steady breath filled her lungs, and she lifted her gaze to meet his. “What exactly do you want to talk about p>
Lyman undid two buttons at his collar, the dark fabric parting to reveal the solid build shaped by strict habits, lending a rough edge to his composed stance. Cool restraint settled on his features, yet a teasing note colored his voice. “Why do you sound so distant p>
Kailey’s lips sealed into a thin line, and no answer came from her.
From his pocket, Lyman produced a cigarette and trapped it between his long fingers without striking a flame. “I’ve been wanting to apologize for what happened back then p>
O𝗋gа𝘯𝗂𝘇𝘦 𝘺𝗼𝘶𝘳 𝗅i𝗯𝗋𝗮𝘳𝘆 о𝘯
Kailey’s eyes lifted to meet his, their depth feeling endless — emotions that refused to stay still long enough to read. After a while, a brittle laugh slipped from her throat. “Would saying sorry actually change anything p>
The past rippled through Kailey’s thoughts, stealing her breath for the briefest instant before she forced it away. She gave a small, restrained shake of her head. “There’s no point digging through old memories. We should head back. Kyson’s still waiting for me p>
Avoiding even a single glance at his expression, she pivoted on her heel and strode off without hesitation.
Behind her, Lyman lingered in silence, his gaze dimmed with unspoken emotion. Every line of her upright silhouette carried a quiet, unwavering determination — so strikingly similar to the day she had once stood before him in tears and vowed she would hate him forever.
Quick, purposeful steps carried Kailey down the corridor, and by the time she pushed open the private room door, her cheeks were flushed, her breathing slightly uneven, as though she had hurried the entire way.
Lambert lifted his head from the half-drained wine bottle, a playful grin tugging at his lips. “Why the sudden rush? Someone on your tail? Want us to step in and scare them off p>
A tight swallow worked down Kailey’s throat as the heat of her earlier outburst cooled and embarrassment crept in. So much time had already slipped away, and clinging to it now felt pointless.
Drawing a steady breath, she composed herself and murmured, “There was a drunk causing a scene outside. I didn’t want any unnecessary trouble, so I rushed back p>
Lambert let out a knowing hum, his shoulders relaxing. “Relax. In Aslesall, no one’s foolish enough to pick a fight with you p>