His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 572

In the dimly–lit bathroom, Arnold cleared his throat so aggressively that the whiskey he had been nursing threatened to make a violent comeback. Amongst his siblings, he was notoriously the lightest drinker and whiskey, in particular, was his nemesis.

Despite his efforts to expel the fiery liquid, his head spun with dizziness, and his throat scorched as though scraped by a blade.

“Arnold, look at yourself, making a scene for nothing. She doesn’t even notice you, and here you are, agonizing over nothing.”

He splashed his face with cold water, running his fingers through his damp hair, slicking back the wet strands that hung over his forehead. Even in his disheveled state, his handsome features, now pale from the ordeal, shone under the soft lighting, alluring even at his most vulnerable.

“Jesus, I’m such an idiot.” he murmured, massaging his temples. The frustration inside him was a stubborn knot, refusing to unravel.

As he pushed open the door to leave, he stumbled into a warm and fragrant presence just outside.

“Ah!” Camille exclaimed, almost losing her balance in her towering stilettos.

Although slightly buzzed, Arnold’s reflexes didn’t fail him. His arm snaked around her slender waist, pulling her close to prevent her fall.

Their eyes met, breaths mingling, the heat from their bodies building a silent storm of sighs and unspoken words.

Arnold’s mind flashed back to their first kiss, born out of a desperate attempt to save a life, an encounter that had left him restless and longing.

Now, as he looked into her eyes, the same intense feelings surged through him, and he found himself unwilling to let go.

me now?” Camille’s voice trembled, her palm instinctively pressing

perhaps fueled by the alcohol, cut through the air. “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten me, Ms. Camille? Or is

I forget?” Camille’s fingers curled slightly against his chest, trying

me?”

preoccupied.” Camille’s eyes darted

“Preoccupied? You know me as well as you know Evadne. How could you

it’s not like you have to greet everyone you know, right? It’s not a crime to ignore

his embrace. “Let go.

Do acquaintances kiss each other as we did? Ms. Camille, I think you might be misunderstanding

When did

hers, deepening

her, and her resistance melted

chest before sliding down in defeat. In a flash of clarity, the full memory of their past encounter came rushing

pulled away, his eyes

remember now,” he said with a teasing curve to his breathless voice. “Last time, you clung to me. Now, it’s my

the audacity to suggest that after forcing a kiss upon

and she didn’t care that he was her mentor’s brother. She wanted to slap him, regardless of the consequences, but her hand merely fluttered weakly, easily

her hand to his cheek, his eyes half–closed.

a sensual wetness to his striking features, his eyes shimmering, “If you still crave

Arnold was undeniably handsome, and even though

as she asked with a teasing lilt, “Prosecutor Arnold, you’re so concerned

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