Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown novel Chapter 34

She suddenly recalled what Aaron had said before leaving earlier that day.

It was already past eight.

Long past their agreed-upon time.

Moreover, she hadn't even agreed to meet Aaron.

There was no need to go through with it now.

After she ordered her meal, a commotion erupted outside the restaurant.

She glanced out through the transparent glass and saw a sleek Porsche pulling up to the entrance, its headlights casting a glow on the bustling street.

The car door swung open, and Aaron stepped out, clad in a sharp black suit.

He exuded an icy aura, one that demanded distance rather than closeness.

In the next moment, his gaze lifted, and those cold eyes pierced through the glass, landing directly on Serena.

It was as if his stare was a cage, holding her captive.

Serena felt a chill run down her spine, and the urge to leave Alderburg grew stronger.

The restaurant door opened, and Aaron walked straight to where Serena was seated.

His fists were clenched, veins pulsing visibly.

He was holding back his anger, his voice low and controlled. "Why didn't you answer Victor's calls?"

Serena took a sip of her tea. "You just informed me; you never asked for my opinion."

Aaron's eyes flickered.

"But it's not entirely your fault," Serena continued, setting her teacup down with a smile that was both sweet and sharp. "Because this is your usual way—doing things your way, my opinion doesn't matter, my preferences don't matter either. So, Mr. Vance, do you understand now? I'm breaking up with you, not because you didn't get the marriage certificate, but because I've long been done with your selfishness."

Aaron's heart skipped a beat.

That familiar feeling of losing control surged back.

"Serena… I had Victor call you because I planned a candlelit dinner for us. I didn't want to spoil the surprise."

Serena laughed, her smile full of mockery and irony.

Aaron didn't like it one bit.

He frowned. "What's so funny?"

Maybe… she truly hadn't changed…

She still loved him; otherwise, she wouldn't have come back with him.

With that thought, Aaron's frown softened slightly.

They arrived at the second-floor bedroom.

As Serena entered, she immediately turned and closed the door.

Aaron leaned against the door frame. "Serena!"

Serena replied, "I'm going to sleep."

Aaron almost laughed in exasperation. "I know you're going to sleep. I need to sleep too."

Serena kept her hand firmly on the doorknob. "Your room is next door."

Her stance was firm; she had no intention of letting Aaron into her room.

Aaron raised an eyebrow. "Serena, is this amusing to you? You used to always want me in your bedroom."

His words drained the color from Serena's face.