Semua Bab The Unwanted Wife: Bab 41 - Bab 43

Grabbing her purse, Lara straightened her shoulders, took one last look in the mirror, and walked out the door.The night air was cool as she locked both the main door and the gate, the familiar click echoing in the quiet street. She inhaled deeply, steadying herself before heading to her car.As she slid into the driver’s seat and started the engine, she entered the restaurant’s name into Google Maps. The drive took longer than expected due to traffic, leaving her tapping her fingers on the steering wheel impatiently. By the time she pulled into the parking area of Discovery Suites, it was already a quarter to six. She wasn’t late, but she didn’t have much time to collect herself before the dinner. Not that she needed to—it was just a simple meal, after all.Still, as she stepped out of the car and adjusted the strap of her purse over her shoulder, she couldn’t shake off the strange flutter in her stomach. Looking up, she took in the towering structure of Discovery Suites, its sleek

When her card was returned, they left the restaurant and stepped out onto the bustling city street. The evening air was cool, and the sound of the city filled the space around them—the distant hum of traffic, occasional laughter from people passing by, the rhythmic clicking of Lara’s heels against the pavement.Despite the silence between them, it wasn’t uncomfortable. Reagan walked at a steady pace beside her, his hands in his pockets, his posture relaxed. After a few minutes, they arrived at a nearby park nestled between high-rise buildings. The lamplights cast a soft glow over the cobblestone paths, and a gentle breeze stirred the trees, rustling their leaves in a quiet symphony.Lara shivered slightly, realizing too late that she had nothing to shield her from the cool air. Before she could react, she felt something warm drape over her shoulders. Startled, she glanced down and saw a familiar black coat.She looked up at Reagan, eyes wide. “Oh. You don’t have—”“You looked cold,” h