The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 1152:

To her surprise, Cliff didn’t seem upset at all. Instead, he replied calmly, “You did well. You’re more important than she is.”

Laney was momentarily stunned, and warmth quickly spread through her chest. Her thoughts wandered back to when her mother was alive—she had been the princess of the house, sheltered from any grievances. Living with the Hopkins family had brought her a similar sense of being cherished, making her feel valued once again. Perhaps this pampering had made her headstrong, always demanding specific outcomes. Especially when it came to Cliff—despite his distant demeanor, her feelings for him were uncontrollable. She liked him, even knowing it might lead to heartache.

Having said his piece, Cliff turned and left without hesitation. Laney watched him walk away, her heart sinking. The emptiness he left behind felt unbearable.

“Cliff… Are you leaving already?”

Cliff stopped at the door and glanced over his shoulder. “Is there something else?”

Laney hesitated but recalled her friend’s advice: take it slow, act cleverly, and be bold. She softened her tone, saying gently, “I haven’t slept at home in a long time. I feel uneasy sleeping alone. Could you keep me company?”

Cliff saw through her ploy instantly. With a sharp bang, he shut the door behind him and walked away without a second glance.

Cliff’s room was directly across from Laney’s. Besides managing the equestrian club, he was also studying finance, preparing to take over the Hopkins family business. His nights were usually spent immersed in his studies.

Half an hour later, a knock interrupted his focus. Without looking up, he said flatly, “What is it?”

The door creaked open, and Laney peeked in timidly. “Cliff, I think there’s a rat in my room. It’s as big as a raccoon! I’m scared…”

Cliff rubbed his temples, exhaling deeply to keep his patience intact.

“Perfect. You’re afraid of sleeping alone, so now you have company.”

Laney’s face paled. “Can you at least help me catch it?”

“I can drive you back to the theater right now.”

“You’re so heartless,” Laney huffed, and shut the door.

Another half-hour passed before she knocked again.

This time, Cliff didn’t bother replying.

Laney opened the door cautiously. “Cliff, I’m hungry…”

Cliff responded without looking up. “Ask the giant rat to cook for you.”

Laney stormed off, clearly annoyed.

Undeterred, Laney knocked again after a while. Cliff simply ignored her, putting on headphones to focus on his studies.

When there was no answer, Laney assumed he’d fallen asleep. She tiptoed into his room and quietly watched him. “Cliff,” she whispered, testing the waters.

She saw him leaning back in his chair, eyes closed, with headphones on.

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