The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 1192:

Kailyn, no stranger to luxury herself, pulled out her phone with a scoff. “Inventing a brother-in-law just to stir up drama? When exactly does your sister plan to get married? How did I miss this news?”

Kira’s face transformed with smug satisfaction. “Who says I’m making this up? Ask anyone. The whole world knows Cliff is dating my sister.”

At the mention of Cliff’s name, Laney’s head snapped up. “Who?”

Kira’s statements lacked credibility. She often exaggerated the truth and made bold claims, easily twisting facts.

Kailyn tried to reassure Laney, “How could Cliff possibly date someone from the Foster family? He’s aware of your issues with Kira. It must be Kira stirring up trouble just to upset you.”

Laney acknowledged this with a nod, not wanting to worry Kailyn, though she felt an underlying sense of disappointment.

After her workday, Laney decided to look for Cliff at his company. With Cliff swamped with work, the assistant directed Laney to his office.

“Where has Cliff gone?” Laney asked the assistant. “Is he with a client?”

“Most likely,” the assistant answered. He wasn’t certain, but assumed that if Cliff was away, it involved work or something similar.

While waiting, Laney passed the time by texting Cliff. She didn’t push him to come back. Instead, she sent him updates about her day, mentioning her new hairstyle that she loved, the new color of her nail polish, and the compliments she received on her dance today. Her final message included a photo of a nightgown she had purchased recently.

Cliff saw the notification on his phone but chose not to view the full image of the nightgown. It featured black lace detailing, intended solely for his eyes.

During an intimate moment, as he had kissed her breast and held her gaze, Laney asked, “Do you really like me in black?”

Cliff’s eyes had dwelled on her silhouette before he answered, “It’s not the color black itself, but how you look in it.”

This was the reason Laney had chosen such a dress to charm him. Another text was sent to him, saying, “Cliff, I miss you dearly.”

Cliff glanced at the clock and texted back, “If you’re hungry, start without me. There’s no need to wait.”

Laney typed back, “I’d rather eat together.”

At the table, Juliet noticed Cliff’s preoccupation and offered smoothly, “If you’re tied up, feel free to head back. We can tackle this project on another occasion.”

Cliff locked his phone and flipped it over on the table. “I like to address matters immediately. Now, where did we leave off? Go on.”noveldrama

Juliet gripped her coffee cup, suddenly aware of how mundane work seemed. Time alone with someone like Cliff appeared more fitting for leisure, yet their meetings…

The conversation remained strictly professional. Once their discussion concluded, they proceeded to the project site.

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