Semua Bab Mr. CEO, Your Ex-Wife Is Absolutely Killing It in the Research World!: Bab 1321 - Bab 1330

“All right. If you don’t want to talk about it, I won’t push,” James said, steering the conversation elsewhere. “It’s getting late. Let me drive you home. I actually need to head your way anyway.”Miranda knew perfectly well that the errand was just an excuse. What he really meant was that he was worried about her.“James, I can drive myself.”“You collapsed at the hospital today, you’ve been up for three nights straight, and it’s almost ten o’clock,” James said. “Do you really expect me to feel okay letting you drive home alone?”He was serious. He meant to make sure she got home safely.“All right. Thank you.” Miranda accepted the kindness.As they walked toward the parking lot, the early summer night felt cool and clean, with a bright moon overhead stretching their shadows long across the ground.Once they got into the car, James started the engine and drove smoothly out of the lab complex.Miranda really did feel lighter now. Love, work, family. It seemed as though none of

Miranda’s beauty was never the kind that demanded attention, yet it still had the power to move people deeply.Resting her chin in one hand, she suddenly found herself thinking of her father, that stubborn, relentless man. If he were still alive, if he could see her now, would he feel even a little proud?As far back as she could remember, Eugene had always been strict. But to her, he had also seemed capable of anything. Her mother used to say that when Miranda was three, he would sit her on his lap and read medical books to her, determined to fill that tiny head of hers with knowledge.Miranda could almost picture it. She must have looked at him with wide, uncomprehending eyes, far too young to understand any of it, while he sat there completely serious, already carrying such high hopes for her future.What would her life have been like if she had never met Felix?She probably would have followed the path laid out for her, finished college, gone on to graduate school, earned her

Mike nodded.Just before he walked out, he turned back to look at Miranda and spoke again.“Miranda.”He said her name softly, his voice as gentle as ever.Miranda paused and looked up at him.Sunlight streamed in from the hallway behind him, outlining him in gold. He met her eyes, clear and steady, and said, “We may just be friends now, but if you ever need anything, at any time, all you have to do is ask. I’ll be there.”His voice was quiet, but it carried the steadiness and strength of a soldier.It was not a confession, and it was not flirtation. It was something deeper than that, a promise that went beyond romance.Looking at the man standing before her, so open in his gaze and so steady in the way he carried himself, Miranda felt a sting in her nose. She nodded softly, her eyes damp but smiling.“I know. Thank you, Mike.”Mike smiled too, the same bright, easy smile as always, as warm as the sunlight behind him. After one last look at Miranda, he turned and walked out o

Sophie looked annoyed. “How could it not matter? The hurt was real. Even if he had no choice back then, even if he really did have to go along with Xena and keep her on the hook, that still doesn’t explain why he was cold to you. There were plenty of days when Xena wasn’t even in the picture, and the two of you were genuinely happy.”Miranda rested her chin on her hand and said quietly, “Things are fine the way they are now. He has his life to live, and I have mine. Clearing up misunderstandings only matters if you want to find your way back to each other, and I don’t need that anymore.”Sophie looked at her friend and suddenly understood. She leaned in a little closer. “Miranda... have you really let go?”She could see it now. This wasn’t anger. It wasn’t resentment. Miranda had truly reached a place of peace.“All I want now is to live my life well,” Miranda said, a real smile spreading across her face. “My work, Mia, and the chance to sit here with you like this, drinking tea an

Felix’s hand hung at his side beneath the water, his fingers slowly curling into a fist.The dull ache in his chest became sharper and more distinct, mixing with such a strong sense of helplessness that it made his breathing turn uneven.He knew he had to face it. He knew he should accept the happiness she had chosen.It was just far easier to understand that than to actually do it.Felix rose from the hot spring. Water ran down the hard lines of his body, and when the night breeze hit his skin, it brought with it a sudden chill. He pulled on his robe and walked back toward the villa.Inside, a few of Mia’s toys were still scattered around from earlier. He crouched down and patiently put them away before walking over to the bar and pouring himself a glass of whiskey. The amber liquid shifted in the glass, reflecting the heaviness in his expression.Just then, his phone buzzed with a message from Gavin.“Mr. Gibson, Mr. Lloyd has already returned to Hamilton.”Felix’s eyes tight