The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

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"Aunt Mila, Madam Celeste, Madam Sasha, Amelia." Arnold greeted them with a warm smile.

"Arnold, where are you going?" Amelia asked curiously.

"Botvia has a famous pastry store. I thought I'd buy some and let everyone have a taste."

"Great! We'll get to have pastries, all thanks to Asher!" Amelia clapped her hands in delight. She did not consider Arnold an outsider, speaking without any filter.

A slightly awkward smile appeared on Arnold's face. He waved his hand and left while humming a tune.

When he passed by Mila, she sensitively noticed a certain mark on her nephew. Her gaze briefly swept through his chest. Peeking out of his V-neck shirt were some faint red marks that made her cheeks flush.

"Sigh... They're indeed youngsters, so full of energy." Mila picked up a teacup, smiling ambiguously.

"Mila, what did you say?" Celeste did not catch it and looked at her in confusion.

Mila waved her hand awkwardly. "Oh... Haha, it's nothing. Come, let's drink!"

Before coming to Botvia, Asher once casually mentioned a famous local Michelin-star pastry shop that sold delicious treats. Arnold secretly noted it down and wanted to buy some tonight, keep it hidden, and give his man a surprise the next morning.

Arnold braced the biting cold for quite a while before finding the shop. His ears were red from the cold when he entered the door, and he could not even bend his fingers.

After making a satisfying purchase, he paid and held two big bags of pastries as he walked out the door happily.

"Ah!"

Unexpectedly, he walked into a man who had just entered the shop, and the bag in his hands dropped to the floor, the pastries scattering all over.

"Sorry..." The man apologized while squatting down to help Arnold pick up the stuff.

They raised their heads simultaneously, and when their eyes met, the man acted as if he was struck by lightning, widening his eyes in surprise. He stared straight at Arnold's handsome and exquisite face.

Arnold did not think much of it. After all, when he was in Meridan, he was considered a top- tier catch in the gay community.

Who would not be mesmerized when they saw him? It was the same in Botvia.

So, Arnold stood up while holding the paper bags and curled his lips. "Stop staring. I have a boyfriend. Excuse me."

Just as Arnold was about to brush past him, the man suddenly grabbed his arm and said in a trembling voice, "Kairos..."

Arnold's brows furrowed. "What?"

"Kairos... You.... You're alive?!" The man was in disbelief!

Arnold was confused and yanked his sore arm out of the man's grip. "You got the wrong person."

After that, he rushed out of the door, walking quickly to his car in the cold wind.

Unexpectedly, that man stubbornly caught up to him and blocked his path.

"Hey, what are you doing? I'll call the police if you keep bothering me." Arnold's pretty eyes immediately darkened.

The man stared deeply at his face, especially the pair of naturally captivating eyes.

His shocked gaze repeatedly scanned through Arnold, and the man finally let out a helpless and bitter sigh.

"Sorry. I'm really sorry. It's just... You look too much like a friend of mine."