How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 903

It was painstakingly obvious that Fleming's relocation to Eldermere was eating at him.

Esmeralda snapped off a piece of her chocolate bar.

Truthfully, they had been focusing on building a connection lately, without crossing any physical boundaries.

After all, transitioning from best friends to a married couple required an adjustment period.

But Alexander's current behavior made it crystal clear just how much this was bothering him.

Crunching on her chocolate, she pushed herself up.

She strolled over to him.

The moment she moved, his ears practically perked up.

She scoffed inwardly. What a faker.

She leaned against his desk.

She lightly nudged his calf with her foot. "Hey."

Alexander flipped a page of his upside-down journal with intense focus. "What?"

"I'm only going to say this once," she murmured, pulling out another piece of chocolate.

He didn't look up.

She spoke with agonizing slowness. "Even if he waits outside my door every single day, I am absolutely never going back to my ex. You don't have to worry. I have very strong morals."

Alexander froze.

She knew he was just putting on an act. She snorted. "Alright, I said I'd only say it once, and that's it."

Her words translated to: *Don't worry, I'm fully committed to this life with you.*

And he understood it perfectly.

She turned to walk away.

Alexander calmly set the upside-down journal onto the desk.

Just as she glanced back in confusion, he grabbed her and pulled her right onto his lap.

There was still a smudge of chocolate on the corner of her mouth. He didn't mind in the slightest, gently wiping it away with his thumb. "Where were we?"

"What?" she blinked.

He smiled, a predatory gleam in his eyes. "Deepening our connection."

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