Plot Twist: I'm Dating Your Best Friend novel Chapter 7

Cameron found the situation amusing. "Now, can't my wife and best friend get along for once? Why do you two always have to bite each other's heads off whenever you meet?"

Cassandra casually answered, "I don't know. He's probably jealous."

Cameron stepped forward and wrapped his arm around her waist, saying sweetly, "Nonsense. He has a decade-long crush, remember?"

"I know. A married woman."

A trace of melancholy crossed Cameron's face. "Yeah, but she's getting a divorce soon. Ryan's been waiting for her for many years, and I really hope he'll get what he wants this time."

Cassandra had little interest in gossip about Ryan. To her, it was just another tale of a modern-day loyal rogue—sharp and calculating to everyone else but soft only to one.

She asked Cameron, "Was it a work call? Do you have to go back to the office?"

At that, he wore an apologetic look. "Yeah. They need me for something urgent. I'll probably have to pull an all-nighter. Don't wait up for me and just go to bed, Cassie."

She secretly let out a cold laugh. An all-nighter at the office? It sounded more like an urgent meeting in Annabelle's bed.

Cassandra nodded. "Go on. I'm ready to sleep anyway."

She turned back into the bedroom, but Cameron pulled her into his arms for a kiss. He raised her chin with his fingers, but she swiftly looked away, causing his lips to crash into her chin instead.

He was displeased. "Not even a goodbye kiss for your husband?"

She struggled out of his arms. "Hey, urgent work matters, remember? Just go."

Cameron stifled his laughter. "I know. You're shy because Ryan's here. It's fine. He's been my friend for more than 20 years. He's practically family."

"Alright, alright," she urged.

Cameron's phone rang again at that moment, likely an urgent call from Annabelle. He caressed the top of Cassandra's head and lovingly said, "I'll get going, then. Be a good girl and stay home. It might rain tonight, so remember to close the windows. I'll be back first thing in the morning."

He took his leave, and soon, Cassandra and Ryan were alone.

"Your best friend just left. Aren't you gonna leave?"

Ryan leaned back with his arms crossed, clearly amused. "He left just like that? Not even a second thought about leaving us alone together? What if something happened?"

Cassandra was unimpressed. "Don't you have a crush on someone? And it's a married woman, no less. I thought you were the type to pine endlessly, not jump at the first warm body in the room."

He smiled. "You can never be too sure."

"Are you free tonight, Attorney Scott?"

"I am. What's up?"

"Let's go over the terms for the authorization letter and divorce agreement."

He nodded. "I was thinking the same thing."

Cassandra wasn't a lawyer, so she had downloaded a few templates for an authorization letter and a divorce agreement from the internet.

Since Ryan was here, she pulled them up on her laptop and turned the screen toward him. "What do you think?"

He shook his head. "The formatting is all over the place."

"Why don't you show me what real legal expertise looks like, then?"

He sat down, took over the keyboard, and, within minutes, drafted a clean, properly formatted authorization letter.

"Print two copies," Ryan said, pushing the laptop back toward her. "Get him to sign when you can. You keep one and send the other to me."

When discussing a serious topic, Cassandra naturally resumed her solemn demeanor. "Yes. I'll get him to sign as soon as possible."

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