Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1749

"I am sorry." Steve tightened his embrace, resting his chin on the top of her head. His voice was incredibly hoarse. "Sylvia, I am so sorry... I was a total bastard before. I was too late, leaving you to endure all of this alone for so long."

An indeterminate amount of time passed. Sylvia finally exhausted herself from crying, as if she had purged every single ounce of the pain and grievance she had buried deep within her soul. Her loud wails gradually subsided, transitioning into fitful hiccups.

As she slowly recovered and her rational mind began to piece itself back together, she belatedly realized that she was still clinging to him. Not only that, but she was entirely curled up in his arms, her face pressed flush against his chest. His ridiculously expensive haute couture shirt was soaked with her tears, clinging to his pectoral muscles in a wrinkled mess.

Sylvia's entire body stiffened. She frantically released her grip and instinctively pulled her head back to retreat. A flash of profound embarrassment crossed her pale face. "I... I am sorry," she stammered softly, her eyes still rimmed with red. "I did not mean to. I ruined your shirt."

As she spoke, she reached out in a fluster, attempting to wipe the damp fabric.

Steve caught her wrist firmly, interrupting her apology. "It is fine." He stared intently at her with deep, dark eyes, his voice gentle beyond measure. "It is just a piece of clothing. If it is dirty, it is dirty. Your feelings are the most important thing."

Without letting go of her wrist, he raised his other hand and used his thumb to tenderly brush away the lingering tear tracks from the corners of her eyes. "Do you feel a little better now?"

Sylvia tilted her head up. Her tear-washed eyes simply stared at him in complete silence. Her complex gaze drifted across his handsome features before lowering to the massive wet patch she had cried onto his shirt. Her brain was screaming at her to push him away, but for some inexplicable reason, with her hand resting lightly against his chest, she could not summon a single ounce of strength to do so.

She suddenly realized she could not bear to part with it. She could not bear to let go of this undeniable favoritism, nor the profound warmth he had wrapped her in.

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