Chapter 19: Say Hi to Your Wife for Me, Will You
A Ticking Time Bomb
Caspian’s gaze darkened, swirling with unspoken promises as he murmured—
“I’ll give you anything you desire.”
Selene stiffened, a ghost of old hope flickering in her chest before she ruthlessly stamped it out.
She had chased this man for years, only to find herself constantly reaching for a love that never arrived.
She hated the way his deep, unreadable eyes could still make her hesitate.
She hated how his words sounded so sincere—
Even when she knew better.
So, she smirked, her voice laced with mocking amusement.
“Including your very life?”
Caspian’s answer was immediate.
“Absolutely.”
A laugh burst from Selene’s lips, rich and unrestrained.
In a swift motion, she looped her arms around his neck, dragging him into a fervent kiss.
Her teeth grazed his lip, just enough to draw a bead of blood, which she slowly licked away, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
Then, she whispered against his mouth—
“Caspian, I’m of no value to you or your family anymore. Spare yourself the effort; I’m beyond appeasing.”
“I’ve already demanded a divorce in front of your entire family. You and I both know there’s no going back.”
Her next words were razor-sharp, slicing through the air.
“And let’s not even talk about settlements—compared to my family’s fortune, yours is nothing.”
An Unraveling Thread
Caspian’s face clouded over, his eyes narrowing as he searched hers.
There was no jest, no playful taunt.
Only cold, unwavering certainty.
And it enraged him.
His voice was low, firm, but there was an undercurrent of something dangerous beneath it.
“Selene, I’ve been clear—I will not agree to a divorce.”
“And I have never once seen you as a mere stepping stone.”
Just then—
A sharp ringtone shattered the tension.
Caspian answered without checking the caller ID, his voice clipped and impatient.
“What?”
A polite but oblivious voice filtered through the line.
“Hello. May I speak to Lyra Wren’s husband?”
The air froze.
Selene’s lips curled into a scornful smile as she watched Caspian’s expression shift.
Her mocking gaze danced with amusement, waiting to see how he would handle it.
Before he could respond, an urgent voice cut in—
“Sir, we have your wife here at our hospital. She’s being treated. You should come right away.”
Caspian’s heartbeat spiked, a flicker of panic tightening in his chest.
“Which hospital?” he barked, already reaching for his clothes.
His movements were rushed, his hands shaking slightly as he buttoned his shirt.
Meanwhile—
Selene watched him with detached amusement, her legs casually crossed, her figure draped in the soft glow of the hotel room.
Then—
A playful smirk graced her lips.
“Say hi to your wife for me, will you?”
Caspian froze mid-movement, his hands stilling on his tie.
His jaw tightened, and for a split second, his gaze flickered with something unreadable.
But he only said—
“Wait for me here.”
Selene’s smile widened, her eyes shimmering with irony.
“Sure.”
She had no intention of waiting.
The absurdity of it all wasn’t lost on her.
Here they were, in a hotel room, playing the part of forbidden lovers, when she was his legal wife.
And now, he was rushing off to be with his “wife” instead.
A cruel twist of fate.
A Wild Rebellion
The moment Caspian shut the door behind him, Selene reached for her phone.
With a mischievous glint in her eye, she dialed Orion.
“Line up some cute boys for me. I’ll meet them at the usual spot.”
On the other end, Orion’s groggy voice came through.
“Right now?”
Selene chuckled, stretching lazily.
“Yep. What’s the problem? I just had sex and I’m bursting with energy. Get moving!”
Orion’s mood shifted instantly.
His voice tinged with humor, he teased—
“Enjoying a little daytime fun, huh? Alright, I got you!”
Orion was nothing if not efficient.
By the time Selene arrived in a taxi, he was already waiting, a lineup of striking young men standing beside him.
All of them were the latest buzz in showbiz, each more gorgeous than the last.
But—
One face among them made her pause.
Soren.
The Unexpected Presence
Selene’s heart skipped a beat.
For a brief moment, she was thrown off balance.
The sensation of Caspian still lingering inside her, and now—
Here was Soren, the man who resembled Caspian so eerily.
The situation felt absurd—and strangely awkward.
Soren’s voice broke through her reverie.
“Nene…”
There was a weight in his tone, something that bordered on hurt.
Selene forced a smile, her gaze darting to Orion in silent question.
Orion, ever the troublemaker, grinned mischievously.
“Soren’s been dying to see you, so…”
Selene rolled her eyes, her arms crossing over her chest.
“How much did he pay you, Orion?” she deadpanned.
Orion chuckled, dodging the question.
The truth was—
Soren had offered generous incentives just for a chance to meet Selene.
Orion had agreed not out of greed, but because he genuinely liked Soren.
Unlike the usual men drawn to Selene for her wealth and status, Soren was different.
His background was privileged, he had no need for connections.
So—
What did he really want from Selene?
