The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 544

Chapter 544 Heart Laid Bare

Chapter 544 Heart Laid Bare

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He spoke again, bitterness lacing his voice. “Yes, I love you. It’s absurd that I only see it now. Back when you chased me, begging me to date, I already fell for you.”

Back then, the feeling had been buried so deep he mistook it for annoyance at her persistence.

If he hadn’t liked her, his proud nature would never have agreed to date at all.

He had loved the way she looked at him–clear, earnest, wanting nothing but the man himself.

Laura’s head throbbed, eyelids sagging ever lower.

She noticed her phone was already connected. “Harlan, are you listening?”

Harlan’s calm reply came, “I’m here.”

Laura braced her shoulder against the kitchen doorway, phone pressed to her ear. “Weston showed up drunk at my place,” she said, voice low but firm. “He’s rambling nonsense. Please come get him, and make it quick.”

Weston snatched the device from her hand before a reply could come. With one decisive tap of his thumb, the call died, the sudden silence ringing louder than any accusation.

Weston lowered his head until their foreheads nearly collided, warm breath mingling in the narrow space. “I’m not drunk,” he insisted, voice steady. “Yes, I had a few, but I’m painfully sober now.”

Laura fought to keep her eyelids from drooping. “Weston, I’m exhausted. I don’t have the energy to rehash this tonight. I’m going to sleep. Wait in the living room until Harlan arrives, or find your own way home.”

“Don’t shut me out, Laura,” he murmured, desperation cracking through the calm veneer he once wore like armor. “I know I was wrong. I never should have told anyone you were just a pastime, something to kill boredom. Before you, I had never truly liked anyone. I was young, arrogant, and blind to my own feelings. I loved you and didn’t even realize it.”

Back then, when she finally said the word breakup, the syllables sliced him open, yet his pride glued his feet to the ground. He cared terribly, but he refused to chase her.

Years drifted past, empty and loud, the chance for apology slipping through his clenched hands like sand. Instead of fading, his feeling for her rooted deeper, burrowing into the chambers of his heart, germinating in secret darkness. One day, the buds unfurled into love, undeniable, consuming.

He pulled her into his arms, voice hoarse. “Laura, I love you. Please, give me one more chance.”

The man who once towered above boardrooms with a polite, untouchable smile had stripped away every mask. For the first time, Weston bowed his proud head and begged a woman.

Only silence answered him, thick and unforgiving as night air.

“Laura?” he whispered, tightening his hold. Her body slackened, weight melting against him.

Hope flickered–maybe she had yielded, maybe forgiveness had begun. Then the spark died, quenched by sudden realization. She was asleep.

Frowning, he eased her onto the nearest couch, fingers brushing the fringe from her brow. He hovered a hand before her lips,

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Chapter 544 Heart Laid Bare

waiting, until the soft, even breath reassured him.

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His gaze snagged on the coffee table. A half–empty glass still glistened beside an opened bottle of pills.

He picked up the container, reading the label, then pieced together her earlier admission of exhaustion.

She had swallowed the tablets before he arrived. The medication had done its work.

Weston exhaled, then slipped his arms beneath her knees and shoulders, lifting her as though she were made of breath. He carried her toward the bedroom, steps measured, reverent.

Tonight, he had drained more than a few glasses, yet the liquor hovered only at the edge of his pulse. His mind remained razor

sharp.

With that clarity, he had confessed, had begged for a tomorrow neither of them could name.

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