All Chapters of Save it, Mr Arrogant! I Dumped You After Reborn.: Chapter 241 - Chapter 248

Evelyn POVMy mother loved this wine. It was the one indulgence she'd allowed herself, the one bottle she'd kept on the top shelf of the kitchen cabinet for special occasions only. She'd open it on birthdays, anniversaries, the first day of spring. She'd pour herself a single glass, sit at the kitchen table, and close her eyes after the first sip as if the taste transported her somewhere private and sacred that nobody else was allowed to follow.After she died, I spent years trying to find it. Château Rosaire didn't export widely, and its distribution was limited to a handful of shops in Casavera and a few specialist wine merchants abroad. I'd finally tracked down a case through a dealer in Lisaro during my first year running Bennett Holdings, and I'd been rationing it ever since, one bottle at a time, opened only on nights when I needed to feel close to someone who wasn't there anymore.Margaret remembered. Out of everything about me that

Evelyn POV"And I believed her. Not because the evidence supported it, but because believing her was simpler than admitting that I was afraid. If you were scheming, I didn't have to feel guilty for treating you badly. If you were performing, I didn't have to acknowledge that my coldness was hurting a real person. Isabella gave me a story that let me off the hook, and I held onto that story because letting go of it meant looking at myself honestly, and I wasn't ready to do that."His thumb moved slowly across my knuckles."But I can't lay all of it on Isabella. That would be too easy, and you deserve better than easy answers. The truth is, the signs were there—every sign. You cooked meals I never tasted. You helped with company reports I never thanked you for. You took care of my mother with a devotion that had nothing to do with strategy and everything to do with who you are as a person. And I ignored all of it because I was comfortable in

Evelyn POVThe night air hit me, and I gasped, the contrast sharp and sweet, cool air against overheated flesh. My nipples hardened instantly, and I felt myself fully exposed, bare from the waist up under the open sky, but the vulnerability didn't make me want to cover myself. It made me want him to look.And he was looking.His eyes moved over me with a slowness that felt like a touch, tracing the lines of my collarbones, the swell of my breasts, the peaks that had tightened in the cool air. He took me in as though he were committing every detail to a memory he never wanted to lose."You're beautiful," he said. His voice had gone hoarse, cracked at the edges. "Evelyn, you're so beautiful it hurts to look at you."He raised his hand. It hovered between us, close enough that I could feel the heat of his palm against my skin without contact."Can I touch you?" he asked.I nodded.His hand made contact with my lef

Evelyn POVI shifted my hips beneath him, a small, rolling motion, and the friction made us both gasp. He opened his eyes and looked down at me, and whatever he saw in my face set him free.He pulled back slowly, nearly all the way out, and then drove forward in one deep, fluid stroke that made me cry out and grab the arm of the love seat above my head. He did it again, establishing a rhythm that was unhurried but powerful, each thrust reaching deep enough to make me feel it in my entire body.I wrapped my legs around his waist, locking my ankles against the small of his back, and pulled him into me with every forward stroke. The angle changed, and he hit a spot inside me that sent shockwaves through my core, and I moaned against his mouth, my fingers scraping across his back, leaving red trails on his skin that I could feel rising under my nails.He responded by driving harder. The love seat creaked beneath us. His hand found my thigh and pushed it higher, opening me wider, and the n