After Divorcing my Captain Husband (Chloe and Michael)

Candy noticed the scowl on Wesley's face and realized he must have misunderstood. "I'm here to meet Chloe. He just came along with her." She hadn't known William would be here until she arrived, and it wasn't her intention to keep Wesley in the dark.

Wesley blinked in surprise. At that moment, his phone buzzed with a text from Asher, who was hiding in the shadows, asking what was going on. Wesley then realized that Asher had given him incorrect information.

[Damn it, the guy came with Chloe and had nothing to do with my wife!]

Asher, still in disbelief, was about to text Wesley back, suggesting maybe Candy was playing him, especially since he hadn't seen Chloe yet. But before he could finish typing, he saw Chloe emerging from the restroom and heading towards their table.

"Whoa!"

Asher muttered in shock, his fingers flying over the screen as he sent a message to Michael: [Your ex-wife's out dining with another guy. Didn't she give you a heads-up?] Michael, upon receiving the message, rushed over to the restaurant.

When Chloe emerged from the restroom, she was surprised to see Wesley seated next to Candy. She thought, "Hasn't Candy just told me Wesley couldn't make it?" Candy shrugged in response, her expression saying she had no idea Wesley would show up.

Chloe took a seat and addressed Wesley, "Would you like something to drink, Mr. Jenkins?"

"Just a Latte, please."

Before Wesley could say more, a striking woman approached - a voluptuous figure with flowing blonde waves and fluent Aikopnish.

She stood next to Wesley, her eyes widening in surprise. "Wesley? I can't believe it's you!"

Wesley acknowledged her with a polite nod. "What a coincidence."

The woman's face lit up with genuine pleasure. "It's been ages! You're in Mamaica and didn't let me know? We should catch up!"

Candy, sitting off to the side, busied herself with the tiramisu on her plate, pointedly ignoring the exchange.

Wesley maintained a businesslike demeanor. "I'm here on work, so I don't have time for socializing."

Outside the restaurant, someone called the woman's name. She handed Wesley her contact details and said, "Let's catch up later. I've got to go!"

With that, she blew Wesley a kiss and left.

Once she was gone, Candy couldn't help but comment, "Wow, her figure is amazing. That waist, that butt - she must be a G-cup, right?"

Women were often more attuned to body details than men.

While Candy might not have seen the woman's face clearly, she certainly took note of her physique.

Wesley replied softly, "How would I know?"

He wasn't close with the woman.

"You'll find out tonight if you give her a call. Get a real feel for it!" Candy's voice was laced with irritation.

Wesley tried to calm her, his tone earnest. "She's the daughter of a former business partner. I've only met her once. She's like this with everyone. I swear, there's nothing between us." Candy pouted, saying, "But that's a G-cup! Aren't you tempted?"

Wesley shook his head, amused by her jealousy. "I prefer things a bit flatter."

Candy's cheeks flushed, and she playfully swatted his shoulder.

She thought, "My chest's not flat!"

When Michael arrived, he saw several people gathered at the table. He hesitated, then stepped in just in time to prevent William from reaching out to help Chloe. Chloe blinked in surprise. "What are you doing here?"

She thought, "I haven't told him where I'm."

"You weren't at the resort. I got worried."

Michael didn't directly answer her question, but his concern was clear.

Candy shot Wesley a suspicious look. "You two showing up one after the other. Are you in on this together?"

Wesley quickly denied it, saying, "I haven't been in touch with Mr. Shawn."

Michael nodded in agreement, backing Wesley up.

The more they insisted, the more uneasy Candy felt.

What had started as a dinner for three was quickly turning into a gathering of five.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.