Ex-Husband’s Love Dilemma

Chapter 66

The manager expressed her opinions, hoping Rebecca would consider them carefully.

Rebecca fell silent and pursed her lips lightly, looking slightly unhappy. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

The note’s contents were straightforward and clear: [There’s something wrong with the new assistant. It’s up to you whether to believe it or not. Don’t regret your decision.]

Without solid evidence that Cassandra was the one who did that, Rebecca had to suppress her suspicions and behave as if nothing had happened.

After resolving the matter, Cassandra texted Evelyn: [What you did under my name will not only drag me into the mess but also implicate the Jackson family.]

Evelyn didn’t reply, but Cassandra believed that Evelyn had read it.

Everything returned to normal. The project was officially launched. The exterior and garden designs successfully passed reviews. Cassandra had to closely monitor the construction progress and promptly address any mistakes.

The project was named Brasfield International by Quinn Group. It included office buildings, mansions, and residential

areas

Cassandra shuttled between the company and the construction site daily with her assistant, Amelia Dawson. Michael handled other affairs of the company. Cassandra had to interact with many people because of the project. She had been sincere and didn’t act high and mighty. She respected and carefully considered others‘ ideas. Everyone in the company and construction site adored her.

When Cassandra left the construction site, it was already dinner time. Zachary approached her and suggested, “Cassie, let’s have dinner together. Coincidentally, the interior design company is having dinner with us tonight. If you’re available, would you like to join us?”

After interacting with Cassandra recently, Zachary began addressing Cassandra more informally by calling her “Cassie”

Cassandra wasn’t fond of social events, but given her extensive involvement in the project, she knew he would think she was difficult to approach if she rejected it, and it would cause conflicts in the future. Hence, she accepted the invitation.

“Okay, I’ll follow you behind,” Cassandra said.

“Okay, Zachary replied.

The venue for the dinner was Quinn Group’s exclusive hotel used for their corporate events with other companies. It was an establishment with a rating higher than the average.

Upon reaching the hotel’s private room, everyone acquainted themselves through Zachary’s introductions. The atmosphere was harmonious.

After dinner, the group wanted to head to the club for a party. Feeling tired, Cassandra declined. “Have fun. We’ll have plenty of opportunities in the future.”

Zachary also spoke up on her behalf, allowing her to leave the hotel quickly.

Cassandra walked out with Amelia. Approaching them were several young men dressed in renowned brands who seemed frivolous. Cassandra recognized two of them as well–known playboys in the wealthy circle.

Cassandra expected to walk past without acknowledging each other, but this time, the men stopped them.

Thomas Sim, whom Cassandra recognized, grinned and said. “Isn’t this the second daughter of the Jackson family? It’s been a long time, and you’re still so beautiful”

Cassandra nodded placidly as a greeting

However, the man beside Thomas fueled the flames and said, “Thomas, is she looking down on you? Why did she give you the cold shoulder?”

One man added. “Ha don’t you know women who seem cold are the most slutty in bed?

Bahaha..” Everyone laughed.

subconsciously. Amelia shrank back and tugged at Cassandra’s clothes, not knowing how to react

Unperturbed. Cassandra gared at Thomas and pretended not to hear their remarks. “Is there a problem, Mr. Sim? I’ll take my leave if there’s nothing else.”

Thomas stared at her with an obscene smile, then stepped aside to let Cassandra pass. As she walked by with Amelia, he intentionally leaned out and smirked. Tve heard you’re quite open, Ms. Jackson. Feel free to call me if you ever need

nything. Til make sure to satisfy you. Here’s my phone number:

Then, he stuffed a business card into Cassandra’s pocket.

Cassandra pursed her lips and continued walking in silence. Laughter followed from the group behind her. Thomas, do you

think she’ll contact you

Absolutely Thomas is the most open–minded when it comes to having fun. Women who look as apathetic as her are

tually the most passionate, and they’re into a great man like Thomas,” said someone.

The voices faded away. Cassandra and Amelia arrived at the parking lot and got in the car. Only then did Amelia ask, “Ms. Jackson, are you okay? They’ve gone too far. So what if they’re rich”

Im fine. Don’t worry about it. You were frightened, right?” Cassandra wore a faint smile, her tone indifferent

Amelia shook her head, and Cassandra took out the name card from her pocket and threw it out of the window. With a cold expression. Cassandra narrowed her eyes slightly and took it as if those people were talking nonsense.

Soon, she forgot about it. The Brasfield International project proceeded smoothly, and she could rest for a bit

The divorce between her and Orlando was put on hold after her last visit to the Quinn manor.

Orlando unilaterally refused to discuss it with her and embarked on a two–day overseas work trip. It wasn’t until that night that they formally met

Neither of them spoke at the dinner table.

Rebecca had been busy lately, so she wasn’t there.

Pursing her lips. Cassandra wanted to break the silence. “Orlando, where did you go for your business trip?”

“Do you think I used the business trip as an excuse to lie to you?” Orlando questioned.

“I didn’t mean it that way? She was just asking him a question and wondered why he misunderstood her,

Cassandra sighed helplessly and didn‘) know what to say, so she stopped talking.

Orlando glanced at her indifferently and asked, “Why did you stop talking?”

Cassandra was silent.

“I didn’t miss you that much,” Orlando added.

“Yeah,” Cassandra responded.

Then, they fell silent again.

Neither of them spoke until the meal was over.

After dinner, Orlando went to the study and Cassandra returned to the master bedroom.

Feeling bored after her shower, she entered her walk–in closet to choose her outfit for the next day. Then, she stopped in front of a full–length mirror.

She looked at herself in the mirror carefully. Although her baby was not even three months old, she felt that her belly looked different.

It had gotten bigger.

She glanced at herself from the front and side, lifted her clothes, and placed both hands on her belly. Making a peace sign, she smiled gently.

She thought, “Hi, I’m your mom.

“What are you doing?” Orlando’s deep and hoarse voice gradually sounded from a corner.

Cassandra was stunned and immediately put down her clothes.

Their eyes met, and she said with a slightly stiff expression, “I was looking in the mirror.”

“Just looking in the mirror?” Orlando probed.

He slowly walked over and stopped in front of her.

Cassandra lowered her head and hummed, then asked, “Are you done with your work?”

“Cassandra, are you changing the subject?” Orlando asked.

“No,” Cassandra protested.

“Why didn’t you answer me then? Orlando pressed on as he advanced toward her.

Cassandra’s expression returned to normal, and she looked at him placidly. “Orlando, I was just looking in the mirror. I think I’ve gained weight recently.”

“Are you gaining weight?” Orlando frowned slightly and asked, “Which part?”

She pursed her lips and said casually. “My waist and belly.”

“Really?” Orlando asked.

“Yes,” Cassandra replied.

“Let me feel it,” Orlando said. Before Cassandra could react, he directly placed his hand over her abdomen through her clothes.

Cassandra froze.

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Orlando remained oblivious to her strange reaction, assuming she was just embarrassed. His hand gently stroked her belly as he spoke in a low voice, ‘Hmm, it seems like you’ve gained some weight. Your belly’s become a bit rounder.”

He then slowly shifted his hand to her waist and remarked, “But your waist isn’t chubby. Did you eat too much for dinner tonight?”

Cassandra pursed her lips. Her expression looked slightly still.

Orlando looked at her in the mirror and asked in a low voice, “Why aren’t you saying anything?”