Shredded Vows: The Billionaire’s Secret Heir novel Chapter 12

Snapped out of his thoughts, Gideon frowned at him. "Where do you think?"

Larson was speechless. He wasn't a mind reader. How was he supposed to know where his boss wanted to go?

When his impossible boss remained silent in the back, Larson didn't dare make the call himself. He swallowed hard, his heart in his throat as he slowed the car to a crawl.

Gideon quickly noticed the sluggish pace. Snapping back to reality, he saw the panic on Larson's face and finally softened his tone. "Home."

Home?

Larson was quick on the uptake. The only place that counted as home was where the wife was.

"Yes, sir." Breathing a sigh of relief, Larson stepped on the gas and steered the car straight toward Belvoir Estate.

Lydia was scheduled to start her new job at Nexus Design Studio tomorrow. When Mrs. Gable informed her that Gideon had returned, she had just stepped into the walk-in closet to try on clothes.

"What? He's back?" Lydia held up a white dress, a look of utter surprise on her face.

A second later, Gideon appeared in the doorway. "What's the matter? This is my house. Is it really that shocking that I came home?"

Mrs. Gable quickly turned around and greeted him respectfully. "Good evening, Gideon." After saying her piece, she cast a fleeting glance at Lydia in the closet and hurried away.

The sound of her footsteps faded, leaving the couple staring at each other.

This was only the second time he had come home since returning to the country.

"I thought you were a nomad," Lydia said, averting her gaze as she organized her clothes with a sarcastic edge. "It's quite a feat that you even remembered this place."

Gideon's expression darkened slightly. "Didn't you claim to love me deeply? Now that I'm actually here, is this the attitude you're giving me?"

The young woman casually draped an outfit over her arm and walked toward the exit. As she brushed past him, he grabbed her arm, halting her in her tracks. "What, you don't love me anymore?"

Lydia met his eyes. "Does it matter?"

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