Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife

Chapter 1114:

Heavy footsteps echoed from the hall outside, and before Molly could react, the door swung open without a knock.noveldrama

Lucas stood there, drenched from the rain.

“Why did you come back?” she asked, her voice a mixture of surprise and concern.

Lucas was panting, clearly out of breath. His gaze fell on her half-packed suitcase, and his worst fears were confirmed. “What’s going on? Why are you leaving all of a sudden?”

Molly, her emotions already processed, met his gaze with a calm smile. “I was always going to head back. My parents and sister are expecting me.”

“Stop lying,” Lucas said, his voice tinged with frustration as he grasped her shoulders. “Tell me the truth. Why are you so upset?”

“I’m not upset,” Molly insisted, though the smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. “That girl’s lovely. Are you two getting married soon?”

Lucas frowned. He could sense the sadness beneath her smile, something he couldn’t ignore.

“Molly, can you stop keeping everything bottled up? If something’s bothering you, just say it. I’m tired of guessing.”

Molly blinked, her voice steady. “I’m fine.”

Lucas stared at her for a moment, his patience fraying. He was indeed tired of trying to decipher her emotions with nothing more than fragmented clues.

Sighing, he finally said, “Alright, then. I’ll take you to the airport tomorrow.”

Just as Lucas took a step forward, he felt a gentle tug on his clothes.

He turned, only to find Molly clutching the fabric of his sleeve. Her grip was hesitant, her head bowed as if she were debating whether to speak at all.

gⲁ𝗅𝓝𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰0𝗺. 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒

“I saw it,” she murmured.

Lucas frowned slightly. “Saw what?”

“The girl kissed you.”

At that moment, everything clicked into place. He finally understood why Molly had been so sullen.

She kept her eyes fixed on her toes, her voice hesitant but firm. “You’re going to have a girlfriend soon. I think we should keep some distance.”

Lucas’ brows knitted together. “And why should we?”

Before she could step away, he grasped her wrist and gently turned her to face him. His patience, worn thin moments ago, now returned as he sought the truth in her eyes.

“You saw her kiss me, and that upset you?” he asked.

“No!” Molly blurted, shaking her head. “It’s not like that!”

Lucas, however, wasn’t convinced. He cupped the back of her head, his fingers applying the lightest pressure—just enough to keep her from escaping his gaze.

“Molly, don’t lie to me. You know I take everything you say seriously. You might be able to fool others, even yourself, but there are some things you just can’t hide from your own heart.”

Molly’s hands pressed lightly against his chest, unsure whether to push him away or stay.

She had never stood this close to Lucas before. She could see the faint tremble of his eyelashes, the way his lips curved slightly when he spoke.

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