A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust novel Chapter 158

"Mr. Myers wants to introduce you to the company staff. You should probably make an appearance, or how will anyone know you're the CEO's wife?"

Calliope nodded thoughtfully. "Oh."

She glanced over at Silas, who wore a serious expression.

There was an indescribable feeling in her heart. When she married Silas, she had prepared herself for all sorts of scenarios.

But she never imagined Silas would be so good to her.

She had thought that, with their marriage being more of an arrangement, he might be indifferent. She considered that they might part ways once the spotlight faded. She assumed their relationship would be more like strangers sharing a space, not this comfortable coexistence. But she hadn’t expected him to be so... kind, kind enough that if she ever had to leave, she knew she’d find it incredibly hard to say goodbye.

Calliope lowered her eyes. She knew Silas was only being kind because he was responsible. He didn’t see their arranged marriage as a mere formality. He genuinely treated her as his wife.

It was touching, but she reminded herself to stay rational. She knew their relationship couldn’t last forever. He had someone else in his heart, someone he truly cared about from his heart. If that person ever returned, Calliope knew she’d have to step aside.

"Thank you, Silas." Calliope turned to him, her voice earnest. "I know you're a good person, but it’s okay if you don’t do all this. If one day—"

"What?" Silas frowned.

"I mean, if one day we part ways, it might be complicated." She looked at Silas sternly. She didn’t want to take advantage of his kindness, and she also didn’t want to create future complications for him.

Silas sat on the couch, exuding an aura of authority, watching her quietly. His eyes were deep and unreadable.

After she finished signing, Fagan left. The tension in the room lingered, and Calliope felt a bit awkward under Silas’s intense gaze.

Perhaps she hadn’t appreciated his efforts enough. He had gone to such trouble to set everything up, and she’d talked about separation, ruining his mood.

"Hey, you didn’t eat much at the party. Hungry? How about I whip up some mac and cheese? I’m a fantastic cook!" She gave him a playful wink.

Silas looked up, his eyes scanning her face. "Do you still think me as your uncle... because you’re still thinking about Gideon?"