CHAPTER 52
ARIA’S POV
Before I can finish my shift, my phone rings, and I see it is Regis calling. I am filled with anticipation, convinced that he is calling to congratulate me about my new post. With excitement, 1 answer the call, and the positive energy radiates through the mobile
connection.
Regis asks me how I am doing and how is work going. I don’t tell him anything on the phone and also, it will not look nice to do so. Hence, I tell him that everything is smooth.
“May I have the pleasure of inviting you for dinner tonight?”
Since departing from Regis‘ place, our talks and moments of togetherness have dwindled. There is a yearning within me for those meaningful and warm exchanges we once had. So, when he extends an invitation, my heart leaps with joy.
“Absolutely.”
A genuine smile playing on my lips. His mention of the restaurant and our planned meeting after work fills me with anticipation. and a sense of connection. He is my mentor with profound knowledge and I love his company.
As I step into the restaurant, a wave of warmth washes over me, both from the gentle lighting and the cozy ambiance. Soft,
golden hues cast a comforting glow over the tastefully decorated space.
The air is filled with a symphony of enticing aromas, teasing my senses and hinting at the culinary delights awaiting within. Plush seating beckons invitingly, promising a relaxing and enjoyable dining experience.
It is a haven from the outside world, a sanctuary where worries can momentarily fade away amidst the promise of good food and
good company.
“Nice to see you, Aria.‘
Regis rises from his seat with a gentle grace, a warm smile lighting up his face as he approaches me. With a tender affection, he presses a kiss to each of my cheeks, a gesture that speaks volumes of his fondness.
Then, with a gallant flourish, he pulls out the chair, inviting me to take my place at the table. It is a simple yet meaningful act, conveying his hospitality and eagerness to ensure my comfort in his presence.
“We’re meeting after a long time.”
“Yeah”
His gaze meets mine with an expression of genuine admiration, a softness in his eyes that speaks volumes moment, I can
senise his heartfelt appreciation for the positive changes he sees in me.
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is a silent acknowledgement of the growth and progress we have both witnessed, a silent affirmation of the journey we have embarked on together. In his eyes, I find reassurance and encouragement.
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We speak about many things until Regis tell me that Adam is not going to give up on me. He says that although Adam has signed
the divorce papers, he knows that his nephew will be up to something and that I have to be careful.
I chuckle at Regis‘ statement. Does he think that Adam cares about me so much as to plan something and get me back? Well, he
did tell me to come back, but I know it is only for me to stay in his company while he marries his mistress and enjoy his family
life.
“I work with my brother in his firm now and have no plans to return back to Miller Corporation.”
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I make it clear to Regis that I cannot be bullied by Adam any more and I see that Regis smiles back at me, believing in me.
As we enjoy our meal and engage in lively conversation, the atmosphere is relaxed and jovial. However, the mood takes an
unexpected turn when Adam, with a hint of nervousness, decides to share something deeply personal with me.
His confession hangs in the air, a weighty silence settling between us as he reveals that he has been harboring feelings of love for
me since the moment we first met.
The revelation catches me completely off guard, leaving me utterly bewildered. My mind races as I try to process the unexpected
declaration, grappling with a mix of surprise, confusion, and perhaps even a touch of disbelief.
It is a moment that disrupts the ease and comfort of our interaction, Introducing a new layer of complexity to our relationship.
“Now that you’re divorced, I can tell you how I’ve always felt about you.
I’ve felt a pull towards Regis for some time now, but doubts gnaw at me. Are these feelings genuine, born from a deeper connection, or are they merely a product of gratitude for his kindness and companionship?
I lower my gaze and stay silent. Sensing the conflict brewing inside me, Regis pacifies me.
“It’s okay if you don’t reciprocate the same… I only wanted you to know.”
I look at him finally and smile faintly.
“Thank you for your understanding.”
Suddenly, in the corner of the restaurant, I spot someone familiar.
