My ex husband wants me back (Daven and Althea) novel Chapter 857

"What time is it?" Naomi murmured softly. Her eyes were still half-closed as she sensed the faint silhouette of sunlight filtering through the gaps in her bedroom curtains.

The room was very quiet, with only the hum of the air conditioner. Naomi turned over and stared at the ceiling for a moment before the memory of last night suddenly crashed into her mind.

"Chris..."

Naomi's eyes flew open. She pushed herself halfway upright, then immediately dropped back onto the mattress and covered her face with both hands.

"Oh my God, so last night wasn't a dream?" she whispered in panic.

That kiss, that confession, everything still echoed vividly in her mind.

"Give me a chance to prove that I'm serious."

Naomi let out a soft groan and pulled a pillow over her face to hide the sudden heat spreading across it. "Why didn't I stop him last night?"

What annoyed her even more was that Chris had not come looking for her at all this morning. At the very least, he could have sent her a message. Could that man really sleep soundly after turning her thoughts into such a mess?

"What a jerk," Naomi grumbled as she threw her pillow.

Realizing she could not hide in her room all day, Naomi finally headed down to the dining room. Several servants greeted her warmly. They also informed her that breakfast had already been prepared. Cale and Lydia were getting ready to join them for breakfast as well.

The aroma of coffee and toast immediately greeted her the moment she entered the dining room. But her steps suddenly halted at the doorway. Chris was already there, sitting casually with a tablet in front of him and a cup of coffee that was still steaming.

The man looked relaxed and completely normal, as if nothing had happened the night before. The moment Chris lifted his head, their eyes met. Naomi immediately looked away.

"Good morning," Chris greeted casually.

Naomi walked quickly and chose a seat as far away from him as possible. "Morning."

Chris raised an eyebrow when he saw the distance Naomi had deliberately put between them, but he said nothing. That only made Naomi even more annoyed inside.

Why is he acting like that? Or am I the only one who couldn't sleep all night? The jumble of thoughts made Naomi lose focus. Without realizing it, she poured her juice too full until it spilled over onto the table.

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