Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce



Chapter 1122 What Happened?Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Evelyn finally found a chance to speak up, "He's playing outside in the yard with Benjamin. We were afraid he might make a fuss inside."

"Oh, I haven't seen him in a long time. Maybe I should go out and accompany him. You can chat here, I'll come back in a bit," Alivia found an excuse to sneak away. She knew it was impolite to leave right after sitting down, but the atmosphere was too oppressive for her to bear.

Evelyn intended to keep her there for a while, but noticing her discomfort, she didn't insist.

Bert watched as the spot next to him emptied. He seemed unfazed, but his gaze followed her retreating figure to the door.

Hide?

She had been trying to avoid him since they met. Now, she finally had her chance.

The man scornfully curved his lips, thinking that she came with him and should leave with him. It's a short distance. Let's see where she can hide.

In the elegant coffee shop, only two were left. Bert picked up the delicate white coffee cup on the table. He was about to take a sip when the woman opposite him began to speak softly, "Miss Graves is younger than I thought."

Her words made Bert freeze, a sharp gleam passing through his eyes. He tensed like a cheetah that had spotted its prey.

However, within the time it took to take a sip of coffee, he successfully hid his agitated emotions, placing the cup back in its original place. When he looked up again, he was calm as ever, "How old did you think she was?"

Evelyn thought for a moment before replying, "Twenty-seven or twenty-eight, I guess. She looks just over twenty, quite young." "Why?"

"What?" She was stunned by his sudden question.

"Why do you think she was older?"

Evelyn didn't understand why he was pressing this, but she answered honestly anyway, "It was just a guess. I've never met her before." It was precisely this sentence.

Bert stared deep into her eyes. From the moment he walked in, he felt something was off, even though she looked the same, only thinner. Now, he finally understood.

It was the way her eyes looked at him, and her awkward demeanor in his presence. The familiar feeling was gone, replaced by a foreign familiarity she was desperately trying to replicate.

They had known each other for more than five years; they should not be in this state.

Perhaps it was because his gaze was too intense that Huston, who was sitting next to them, noticed. He moved his body forward to block his line of sight.

However, Bert didn't seem to care. He let out a chuckle, but there was no trace of amusement in his eyes, "You've met her, don't you remember?" Evelyn froze, feeling like she was entwined in vines, unable to move.

She lifted her head, attempting to force a polite smile, but found her mouth as heavy as a thousand pounds. "What did you say?" she asked. "Evelyn," Bert's face turned gloomy, "What exactly has happened to you during this time?"