NovelMegaChapter 1291: "We'll talk about it more when we get home," Cliff said, ending the conversation for now.
Laney saw her chance and quickly added, “Just talk, Cliff. No other actions. I'm still not ready to forgive you.” Cliff studied her for a long moment before nodding slightly.
"Fine. Just talk. As you wish." He opened the passenger door, moving a small dark red box from the seat before helping her in.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLaney noticed the box and asked softly, "What's that?" "A gift for you," Cliff replied casually.
She frowned, turning her head away. She didn't want it and made no move to open it.
After the chaos of the night-the arguments, the emotions, and Cliff's overbearing presence-Laney was utterly exhausted. As the car glided down the quiet streets, she gradually drifted into sleep.
When they arrived, Cliff didn't wake her. Instead, he carefully carried her inside, laying her gently on the sofa. He covered her with his coat, his touch uncharacteristically tender.
The soft buzz of her phone stirred Laney from her deep sleep. Still groggy, she fumbled to answer. "Laney, it's me. Are you okay?" Merrick's voice cthrough, filled with worry and remorse.
Laney squinted at the screen, struggling to focus.
"Who is this?" "It's Merrick," he said, sounding hurt.
"Don't you recognize my voice?" "Oh... Merrick," she mumbled, her voice soft and sleepy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I'm fine." Cliff rummaged through the closet, selecting fresh clothes for Laney. Though he had steeled himself to execute his plan today, the sight of her distress made him waver. He decided to wait until her spirits lifted. Standing in the doorway of Laney's bedroom, Cliff watched her sleeping form on the living room sofa.
Evidence of his presence in her life lay scattered throughout-beneath her pillow and tucked away in drawers. He discovered photographs, handwritten letters, and the small tokens of affection he'd given her over time. His heart clenched, wondering how many sleepless nights she'd spent poring over these mementos.
A bittersweet relief washed over him, knowing he still occupied a special place in her heart. His earlier doubts began to dissolve. Moving to the living room, he scooped her up with tender care.
"Laney, let's get you cleaned up before you rest.”
Still caught in the haze between sleep and wakefulness, Laney's mind m drifted to her recent phone En conversation. "I'm fine, Merrick. Don't worry yourself."
That name-Merrick-cut through Cliff's consciousness like a blade.
"Who?" he asked, his voice deliberately measured the content is of novelenglish.net! mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1
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