Second Marriage to the Billionaire: Ex-Husband Begs Me Not to Go のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 371 - チャプター 380

Aria beamed as she pulled two phone cases out of the bag like she was showing off a treasure.“I bought two! We have the same phone, right? So I got matching ones. Like a couple set.”She held one up. “Look, this one has a little moon on it,” she said, giving it a gentle shake. Then she handed the other to Archer. “And this one has a sun.”Archer stared quietly at the cases in her hands, giving nothing away.Oliver, standing nearby, looked visibly surprised. When Aria bought them earlier, he assumed she was getting them for herself. The designs were so feminine—guys like them rarely even used phone cases, and if they did, they went for plain black leather covers.If it were him, he definitely wouldn’t use something like that. And he figured Archer wouldn’t either. It just didn’t match his vibe at all.If Archer ever used a case like that around clients or subordinates, they’d never let him live it down.But to Oliver’s shock, Archer didn’t say a word. He glanced at the cases, the

As soon as the traffic light turned green, Aria hurried across the street. She only had time to toss out a quick explanation.“My boyfriend’s picking me up.”She didn’t say “husband” or “significant other”—just “boyfriend.” Mainly because she didn’t want people guessing she’d just gotten divorced.“I saw a Land Rover picking you up the other day,” Mandy said, quickening her pace to keep up. “Everyone at the office said it’s Mr. Duncan’s car. So your boyfriend is—”Before she could finish her question, they had already walked up to the Land Rover.The driver’s side window was down, and Mandy spotted Archer with one arm resting casually on the window frame. Even a simple gesture like that somehow looked refined and elegant.“Mr. Duncan!” Mandy called out immediately.Archer gave her a quick, indifferent glance and gave a faint nod.Aria also nodded at her, flashing a polite but distant smile. “I’m heading off now.”With that, she circled around the front of the car and got into t

“Was it hard getting used to this place after moving out of the villa?” Archer asked as he pulled Aria onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her. His warm lips brushed gently against the corner of her eye before landing a firm kiss there.His lips were soft and warm, leaving a tingling sensation on her skin.She heard the tenderness in his deep, slightly hoarse voice and instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist, nuzzling her face into the curve of his neck.“It wasn’t that bad,” she murmured. “I’ve never been materialistic. I don’t mind a change of environment. And here, I don’t have to pretend to make small talk with people from that old circle—those heirs and socialites I had nothing in common with.”“After the bankruptcy, sure, money was tight. But in a way, I finally felt like I could breathe. Of course, adjusting wasn’t instant. Everything changed. I had to get used to a new home, a new school, and a totally different way of learning. But in the end, I didn’t fall behi

Aria reached out when she saw Archer carrying all the bags by himself.“Let me carry a few,” she said.He glanced at her. “Let’s go.”“You’re holding too much. I’ll help,” she insisted.“Don’t be difficult,” he replied calmly. “Let’s get home before your mom starts worrying.”Though his hands were full of bags in all shapes and sizes, he didn’t seem the least bit bothered.But to Aria, it was hard to ignore how out of place it looked. A man as composed and elegant as Archer Duncan—yet here he was, carrying shopping bags without a trace of ego.When Rachel and James saw the mountain of bags they brought back, they both stared, speechless.Was Archer planning to move in or something?James couldn’t help but laugh. He could see it—Archer really did seem to care about his sister.Back in her room, Aria cleared out half the closet to make space for Archer’s new clothes.Archer looked on with satisfaction as his clothes joined hers in the wardrobe. Her little childhood room now hel

Yvonne opened her mouth like she wanted to say something, but in the end, all she managed was, “I’ll go talk to her.”With that, she lowered her head and headed upstairs.Mark stood up too, wearing a mild, apologetic expression. “Grandpa, Grandma—I’ll go check on her.”Marianne waved her hand wearily. “Go ahead.”Robert sat in silence for a moment, then stood. “You two—come with me.”Aria looked at Archer, unsure, but he gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. Without saying a word, he led her as they followed Robert into the study.Grace watched the whole scene and could only shake her head. Even in a moment like this, Archer couldn’t bear to let go of Aria’s hand. There was nothing she could do.“Close the door,” Robert ordered gruffly, and before he could finish the sentence, Aria had already shut it behind them.Before speaking, Robert reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette. He took one out, but before he could light it, Archer’s calm voice cut through the silence.