The Officer's Runaway Wife and Secret Son novel Chapter 475

After saying her piece, Clara didn’t spare Margot another glance. She turned and walked in the direction Rhys and Felix had gone.

Her palm was still tingling. That slap felt as if it had shattered the nightmare that had haunted her for years, dispersing the last dregs of resentment in her heart.

Margot had tried to drag everyone down with her in a self-destructive spiral, but in the end, she hadn’t laid a hand on Felix.

At the claw machine, Felix had been laughing with such pure joy.

All Margot had given him were a few game tokens and the stuffed rabbit.

That flicker of humanity, not yet extinguished, only made her seem all the more pathetic.

In the toy section.

Rhys and Felix, one tall and one small, stood before a display of realistic toy guns. Next to them was a young man in a jacket.

The young man was in the middle of saying something to Rhys.

Rhys had been listening intently to his apprentice’s report, but when he caught sight of Clara approaching, the hardness in his eyes melted away instantly.

Before Clara even came to a stop, he freed one hand and naturally wrapped it around her waist.

The young man’s voice died in his throat. His eyes darted back and forth between Rhys’s hand on Clara’s waist and their faces.

What was going on?!

He was already shocked enough when the little guy called his boss “Daddy.” Now, his boss was openly embracing a stunningly beautiful woman in public.

His ex-wife?

No way. Who acts this intimate with an ex-wife? You’d get slapped for that.

His current girlfriend?

Then… was the kid who called him Daddy actually his?

The apprentice swallowed hard and ventured, “Boss…?”

“What are you waiting for?” Rhys tilted his chin toward Clara. “Show some respect. This is Clara.”

The apprentice blinked, then snapped to attention, straightening his back. “Ma’am! It’s a pleasure to meet you!”

“You were before, and you will be again,” he said, looking down at Clara. “If they don’t know, it just doesn’t feel right to me.”

Clara sighed, unable to stay angry with him.

The Rhys before her had changed so much. The old Rhys had been like an iceberg hidden in the deep sea, all his emotions submerged far below the surface. Trying to get a glimpse would leave her shivering from the cold.

Now, she didn’t need to probe. He laid himself bare for her to see.

“Daddy, I want this one,” Felix’s voice interrupted their moment.

“Okay.”

Rhys turned and asked a sales associate for the item.

The employee checked the item number and said apologetically, “Sir, we’re out of stock on the floor. I’ll have to get it from the warehouse. It’ll just be a few minutes.”

While they waited, Rhys took out the old photograph Felix had pulled from his pocket and held it out to Clara.

“Felix said he went with ‘Aunt Margot’ because she showed him this.”