Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie) novel Chapter 627

Chapter 627 

I let out a weak laugh. Ron wasn’t the type to call just to shoot the breeze–he’d probably wanted to make sure I was still breathing. 

Lifting my wrist, I kissed the tiny bell dangling there. “Hayden, your buddy’s still got my back for you.” 

By evening, Wayne showed up at the office to pick me up. 

Standing in the golden light of sunset, he practically glowed, his whole figure framed like some kind of cinematic shot. 

People walking by couldn’t help but stare. A few bold girls even called out,” Mister, you’re so handsome!” 

Wayne didn’t even blink, his eyes locked on me like the rest of the world had faded to static. 

“Looks like you’re quite the heartbreaker now,” I teased, stepping closer. 

His smile was faint. “And you’re still as cheeky as ever.” 

“Any news on Demi?” I asked, the weight of my worry still pressing on me. 

“Not yet. If there’s news, you’ll be the first to know,” Wayne said, his tone steady. But then he hesitated. “I’ve had someone look into her boyfriend.” 

The pause made my stomach twist. “What is it?” 

His expression darkened. “The guy’s drowning in debt–online loans, high- interest ones. And he’s been seeing multiple women at the same time.” 

I didn’t need more than that to connect the dots. Demi’s suicide was starting to make a terrible kind of sense. 

“Where is he now?” I asked. 

“In jail.” 

I drew in a sharp breath. “Can I see him?” 

Wayne nodded. “I’ll arrange it,” he said, leading me toward his car. 

Chapter 627 

Sliding into the passenger seat, I noticed a bouquet resting there. It wasn’t flashy like roses, but simple and soft–lavender mixed with baby’s breath. The kind of arrangement that felt thoughtful, almost calming. 

Wayne smiled softly, his eyes warm. “I can’t give you the stars you want, but I can at least offer you this.” 

His words were undeniably romantic. 

Between the bouquet and the way he spoke, it was clear–Wayne wasn’t holding back anymore. 

I pushed Demi’s situation to the side for a moment, meeting his gaze head–on.” Are you trying to pursue me?” I asked bluntly. 

He hesitated, just for a second, clearly caught off guard by my directness. Our eyes locked in the rearview mirror, and he didn’t flinch. “Rea, I just want to protect you,” he said softly. 

The words felt layered, their meaning obvious. 

Jace’s voice surfaced in my mind, sharp and bitter–how he’d told me being with Wayne would humiliate him. That lingering thought pushed me to ask, “Doesn’t my past bother you? Aren’t you afraid of people talking behind your back, saying things that could embarrass you?” 

Wayne stayed quiet for a beat too long, so I pressed on. “And Jace? Aren’t you afraid of how he’ll react? That he’ll turn against you?” 

Wayne’s smile turned bitter. “Back then, I was afraid of all that–what people would say, how Jace would react. That’s why I let so much time pass. Why I missed my chance with you.” 

I took a deep breath, choosing my words carefully. “You should know… my heart belongs to Hayden. Even if…” I hesitated, locking eyes with him. “Even if he’s not here anymore.” 

I said it deliberately, watching for a crack in his composure. But Wayne was stone -cold steady, not a flicker of emotion betraying him.