My Bossy CEO Husband

“What could possibly happen? I’m here if anything comes up.

You should leave now,” Elma said bluntly.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

At that moment, Tilda’s voice came from behind.

“Elma!”

As Tilda exited the restroom, the echo of Elma dismissing Keanu snagged her ears, causing a frown to crease her brow.

Elma caught the flicker of disapproval in Tilda’s eyes and made a mental note to address it later in private.

Tilda observed Elma wearing a displeased expression as she walked towards the restroom with a quiet sigh.

Approaching Keanu, she offered, “Let me get this.

How much was the meal? I can transfer the money to you.

”

Elma perked up at Tilda’s words, her tense shoulders relaxing a fraction.

Despite the uncertainty about their current dynamic, trust in Tilda’s judgment soothed her anxieties.

“It’s not a big deal, really.

No need,” Keanu replied.

“I insist.

Please tell me how much the meal cost,” Tilda urged, her voice firm.

A helpless smile tugged at Keanu’s lips.

“Alright, alright, 80.

”

Tilda nodded, reaching for her phone to initiate the transfer.

But then, a wave of realization washed over her — she’d deleted his contact.

Awkwardness hung in the air as she pocketed her phone, opting for cash instead.

Unfortunately, a quick scan of her wallet revealed insufficient funds.

“Mind if I scan your code?” she finally asked.

Keanu frowned, “Tilda, did you erase my contact information?”

Her eyes dipped down as she nodded.

A pang of hurt flickered across Keanu’s features.

He sighed.

“Did things have to go this far? Even if we can’t be lovers, can’t we at least be friends?”

Tilda met his gaze.

“There’s no need.

Let’s just scan the code.

”

Keanu’s stare intensified, a flicker of pain evident.

“Tilda, are you trying to sever all ties? What are you afraid of? Afraid you might catch feelings again?”

“There’s nothing of the sort,” she countered, her voice devoid of emotion.

“Then why can’t we keep each other’s contact information?” Keanu pressed.