The CEO's Unplanned Heir novel Chapter 337

Aurelia served Arnold a piece of clam baked with vermicelli, "This is your favorite, honey. What do you think? You taught me how to make this."

Arnold smiled, "Everything you make is delicious."

Their son, William, dutifully handed him a piece of chicken wing, "Daddy, I want to sleep with you tonight."

"Okay." Arnold nodded, his face full of indulgence.

After dinner, Aurelia and Arnold went for a walk in the rooftop garden.

The moon was high in the sky, a perfect orb of light.

Aurelia looked up at the moon, a faint smile playing on her lips, as inscrutable as the night sky.

"Today the moon is so beautiful."

Arnold watched her intently, thinking that even the moon's beauty couldn't compare to hers.

"I think my mother is fine now, and I'll soon discuss with Lisa about..." Before he could finish, she cut him off. She knew what he was going to say.

"Arnold, these past three years in Goldstone have been so happy and fulfilling. I'm grateful to have had you by my side. Thank you."

Arnold felt a pang of anxiety.

"Aurelia..."

She tried to smile, to ease the tension, but her smile faded before it fully formed, as though swept away by the chilly breeze.

Arnold felt his heart shatter. She was standing right in front of him, yet it felt like an insurmountable distance had opened between them.

"Aurelia, I love you so much. Can you wait for me? I'll divorce as soon as I can."

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a melancholic shadow.

"Six years ago, after I returned from Willowbrook, I gathered my courage to contact you, hoping that our relationship could progress. But you didn't answer my calls or reply to my messages. After graduation, I moved to Elysium, hoping to bump into you someday. But I couldn't find you anywhere. Then one day, I finally saw you again, but I was already someone else's wife." She paused, a tear trickling down her cheek. "I was determined to divorce Leopold this time, no matter what. So I could marry you, become your wife, and go back to our home in Goldstone. But then you married someone else. Maybe it's fate, and we're destined to cross paths but not be together."

Arnold felt an intense pain as if he'd been scalded.

"If we're not meant to be, we wouldn't have met again. Maybe it's just a test from fate. I'll divorce soon. Do you believe me?"