All Chapters of The Lover Behind my Back: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Tessy’s POVHe didn’t turn immediately.But I saw it. That small shift.It started as almost nothing. Just the slightest pause in his step. His shoulders, which had been set rigidly as he walked away, lost a fraction of that tension. The torch in his hand dipped slightly with his grip loosening just enough to make it swing once at his side.He still didn’t look back. But he wasn’t moving anymore.That was enough.I didn’t speak again immediately. I let the silence stretch, settle, press into him.Let it do the work for me.His shoulders tensed again, I could see it even from behind, the muscle ticking faintly like he was trying to lock something back into place.“It’s not possible,” he muttered after a while.Low and more to himself than to me.I tilted my head slightly, watching him. “It is.”He let out a quiet breath, shaking his head once like he was physically trying to throw the thought off.“No,” he said, firmer now. “No, that doesn’t make sense.”His fingers curled tighter aro

Tessy’s POV“I am sorry.”The words just about left my lips, soft and fragile, like they didn’t deserve to exist in the same air as what I had just done.My eyes stayed on her. On Helena. She was laying flat on the floor now.For a second, my chest tightened in a way I didn’t expect. My fingers twitched at my side, like I should reach for her, shake her awake, undo everything before it truly began.But I didn’t. I couldn’t.A slow breath slipped past my lips as I crouched beside her, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. She looked peaceful. Too peaceful. Like she had simply drifted off after a long day, not… this.Guilt pressed heavier into my chest.“I didn’t want it to be like this,” I murmured, quieter now. “I didn’t want to hurt you.”And that was the truth. Helena's my best friend, I love her.If anything, that was the problem.My jaw tightened slightly as I slipped my arm under her shoulders, steadying her weight carefully. “But I have to do this,” I whispered.The wo

Tessy’s POVFor a moment… everything went quiet. Not around me. Not in the room. Just up in my head. Like my thoughts had hit something too big to process all at once.I stared at nothing in particular, my fingers still loosely wrapped around my phone while my breathing had gone slow but uneven.I actually did it. I actually set up a meeting for tomorrow with Barron. Not a meeting behind closed doors or in suits, not a board meeting or work meeting, an actual hangout.My chest rose slowly, then fell as the weight of it settled deeper, heavier this time. Not excitement alone now, not just satisfaction. But a burning feeling I'd been harbouring for more than ten years now.The same feeling that brought me to work under him, the same feeling that took me to the grand opening event where he ignored me, the same feeling that made me say yes in that hospital room.Hotter now, cause this isn’t just about the messages anymore. It's not about watching his face behind screens, not about staring

Helena's POV I froze. My shoulders tensed as I turned slowly.“Tessy?” I called and she was standing there like everything was normal. “What happened to me?” I asked immediately, my voice still rough. “Why do I feel like this?”Her expression didn’t change much. If anything, she had a smile spreading out slowly before it bloomed fully.“You don’t remember?” She said lightly and I pulled my brows together.“Remember what?”She let out a small laugh, shaking her head slightly. “You were completely gone last night.”My stomach tightened faintly. “What?”“You drank,” she said simply, walking closer like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “A lot.”“No, I didn’t.” The words came out faster than my body permitted me. Ouch, I regretted that.“I don’t drink like that,” I muttered but more to myself.She raised a brow slightly. “Helena, you literally danced on the table at the bar.”I blinked. “I what?!” And choked, regretting it again but the shock didn't let me think.She nodded wi

Helena's POV My body forgot how to move.It wasn’t just a surprise. It was something colder, something that started at the base of my spine and spread outward, freezing everything in its path till even my fingertips felt distant, like they didn’t belong to me any longer.Liam. No. B.No. My husband.The man I had been texting. The man I had been… slowly, carefully letting myself feel something for.My chest tightened, but even that felt far away, like I was just hearing another's person's bones move. My breath came out shallow, uneven, barely there. I could hear something, voices, movement, the faint clink of glass, but it all sounded muffled, like I was underwater. A hundred feet apart.And yet, I could see him clearly. Too clearly.Everything else blurred, dimmed, faded into nothing, until the entire world narrowed down to just his face. His way older and sharper face, still him.Still the boy who used to run beside me without thinking, without hesitation, without anything complic