After Divorce, I Became A Queen novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88 Arrangement

Her breath was getting stronger.

"It hurts again? Lie on the side. I gotta check the intra-abdominal part." Said Sion casually.

"Okay…" Nevaeh adjusted her posture. But her lips happened to scratch his arm as she moved.

Both of them fell into a sudden pause.

"Sion…" she hurried to sit up straight, looking flustered. However, she was actually getting closer to him.

Sion remained silent. The stethoscope hung loose on his neck and dangling in the air, The next second, she reached out her hand to grab it.

She somehow noticed that there seemed to be something burning within his eyes.

She couldn't help wondering if he started growing feelings for her.

She suddenly reached out her arms to wrap around his neck. Her face turned blushed and then she hinted bashfully, "Sion…are we starting over now?"

From now on, he belonged to her, she believed.

She caressed his back with her soft palms while luring him closer. She didn't continue until she mustered up enough courage, "Actually…I have been thinking about you all these years."

Soon, tears welled up in her eyes.

His breath was growing stronger and stronger. It suddenly reminded him of what happened between him and Aurora half an hour ago.

He struggled to keep himself clear of all these. Then he grabbed her hand, "Are you still feeling sick?"

"Well…now I am much better." While biting her own lips, she could tell he appeared much different than usual. Perhaps now here came a valuable chance for her to seize.

She suddenly lurched backward. As he still maintained his grip on her hand, he was dragged forward and fell down on her top.

Both of them maintained an intimate posture on the bed.

"Sion…you look so different today…" with a blushed face, she kissed him on his jaw, "You can…you can just do whatever you want…"

After that, she clung to his neck with her warm breath falling onto his skin and trembling hands touching his abs.

"Nevaeh." His husky voice sounded. Then he grabbed her hands to stop her and sat up straight, "Don't do it."

"But I…I thought we have started over, haven't we?" she cast him a pitiful look.

What was he scrupling about? She had clearly noticed the desire burning within his body.

"But I haven't divorced yet."

Sion got off the bed and stood up straight to look at her. He seemed rather sober, "We have made a mistake last time. I can't let it happen again."

"But I promise as soon as I divorce her, I will marry you."

Upon hearing that, Nevaeh suddenly held back her doubts. Moved, she asked with great anticipation, "Really?"

"You have my words."

"Okay. I trust you." She wiped off the tears and nodded.

Sion packed up the medical box and said, "Just take a rest."

With her ears attached to the door, Maisy could barely catch their conversation. Before she could step aside, Sion opened the door to leave.

"Well…just wanna know if there's something else I can do for you…" Maisy explained with an awkward smile.

He cast her a cold glance, "Mom, I bet you have almost recovered, right? Let me drive you home?"

"What?" she seemed a bit confused.

"I mean you gotta go home."

Maisy responded with awkward silence. Then she exchanged a quick look with Nevaeh who had come to the door.

When Aurora woke up the next morning, she felt like her eyes were getting a bit swollen.

She tried to sober herself up and kept her mind clear of what happened last night. Then she braced herself up and got ready to work.

Now the project she was in charge of should be her priority.

The project for Star Clusters had been settled, for which the whole office turned into a hive.

Aurora, as the main designer, was responsible for thorough scrutiny.

All designs had to be done within a week, after which the products were to be produced and launched for sale.

However, Albie got another assignment for her before the product launch.

Three days later, the show officially started.

Now the venue had been magnificently decorated according to the theme of 'Star Clusters'.

"Zak hasn't arrived yet?" with measure tape hanging loose on her neck, Aurora frowned and asked one of the staffs backstage.

"No, he hasn't…Let me check again…" after taking a look at the schedule, the staff also looked a bit anxious.

"Okay, tell me when he arrives. I gotta let me try it on."

"Okay."

Seeing the staff leaving, she couldn't help sighing.

She knew most stars had been proud and egocentric. A few days before that, she had already told Zak to try on the outfit. However, he refused with the excuse that he got his schedule fully occupied.

But now the show had begun. He still hadn't shown up yet.

At the thought of that, she got a worse impression about Zak.

He didn't arrive until ten minutes later.

Carrying the outfit, Aurora walked into the dressing room. At this moment, Zak was slouching on a sofa, next to whom a stylist was busy putting on makeup for him.

"Miss, what can I do for you?" another lady in office suit walked over to Aurora. She must be Zak's personal assistant.

"Hello." Aurora nodded and then continued, "I am the main designer in charge of the show. I am here to bring the outfit for him to try on."

Before the assistant could reply, Zak suddenly opened his eyes.

"The main designer?" he sat up straight while sizing her up. The longer he fixed his eyes on her, the more excited he became.

"What's your name?"

Aurora was rendered uneasy under his gaze. But she still answered decently, "Aurora Robertson."

"Oh…" he smiled and then beckoned the stylist to step aside.

He stood up himself and walked over to her, "Your voice sounds sweet and your face looks pretty. Even your name sounds so cute…"

Then he reached out his hand to touch the outfit she was carrying while speaking in flirting voice, "So, what can I do for you?"