Divorced The True Heiress Gets It All novel Chapter 418

Chapter 418

After her shower, Aria felt much more sober. She was ready to crash for the night when she suddenly remembered Owen was still in the living room. She opened the door and said, “You can head home now…”

But Owen was sitting there, face flushed, half–slumped against the arm of the sofa.

There was an open bottle of liquor and a glass on the coffee table.

He looked up at her, eyes a little hazy. “You’re done?”

Aria walked over, eyeing him suspiciously. “What’s going on here?”

“Needed a little courage,” Owen said, pushing himself up and nearly losing his balance. Aria rushed to steady him, glancing at the bottle–a fifth gone already. She stared at him in disbelief, “Wait… are you seriously a lightweight?”

Not only did he get drunk after a single glass, but his face was bright red.

Owen straightened, head lowered, and just stared at her. Then, with a small, aggrieved voice, he said, “Aria.”

She looked up. “Yeah?”

He said, “You kissed me in the car.”

There was a wounded note in his voice, like he’d just been wronged.

Aria blinked, not quite believing this was drunk Owen.

She tried to play dumb. “I don’t remember.”

Owen pressed his lips together, looking heartbroken. “So you’re not going to admit it?”

She watched in shock as his eyes filled with tears.

Just as a tear was about to fall, Aria panicked and blurted out, “Okay, okay! I admit it. I kissed you. I’m sorry, alright?”

Apparently, that was the magic phrase.

Owen wiped away the tear and said, “No need to apologize. Just take responsibility.”

Aria’s eyes widened. “Excuse me?”

He took a step closer. “What, you’re planning to just walk away after that?”

She backed up until her legs hit the coffee table and she instinctively started to sit down, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her upright.

She ended up tumbling into his arms, and with Owen off balance, the two of them crashed onto the couch together.

Aria didn’t get hurt–Owen had cushioned her fall–but the position they landed in was… questionable.

Her head was tucked into the crook of his neck, one leg draped across his.

The room was warm, and both of them were only wearing thin clothes.

She could feel his heat through the fabric, his skin almost burning.

She lifted her head and saw his Adam’s apple bob up and down.

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Neither of them moved.

Owen just held her, a fullness blooming in his chest–so this was what it felt like to really hug someone.

He almost never got this worked up, his hands opened and closed, over and over, as if he couldn’t contain all the feelings boiling inside.

Ana tried to wriggle away.

Thinking she was trying to escape, Owen pulled her right back.

This was the first time she’d ever given him the slightest signal.

He knew there might never be a second chance. If he let this go, they might always just be friends, never anything more.

She demanded, “Was this all on purpose?”

Owen ignored the question and kept going, “Are you going to take responsibility?”

He was dead serious–clearly that kiss meant more to him than she’d thought.

She was silent, so he added softly, “That was my first kiss.”

Aria choked. “You’re twenty–seven and you’ve never kissed anyone?”

Owen didn’t seem to care about the age thing, but he remembered something Amanda once said at Amour Bistro.

Besides, he was four years older than Aria.

He said, “My birthday’s not for a while. I’m still twenty–six. I’ve never liked anyone else, never kissed anyone else, and no one’s ever kissed me… except

you.”

Guilt washed over Aria. “I’ve never… with anyone either…” She didn’t finish the sentence, silently cursing the trouble alcohol brings.

After thinking it over, she offered a compromise. “How about… you kiss me back, and then we’re even?”

Owen’s eyes filled with hurt. “Is that how little you think of me? You’d rather force yourself than actually be with me?”

She protested, “That’s not what I meant.”

He pressed, “Then why won’t you take responsibility?”

Aria fell silent for a long moment before saying, “Can we at least get up before we talk about this?”

“Alright.” Owen finally let her go.

Aria climbed off him and sat at his side on the couch.

She was about to say something when he flashed her a completely disarming smile, nothing like his usual gentle expression.

He was so close, the brightness of it caught her off guard, sent her heart skipping.

She took a deep breath and met his gaze, “Owen, fine, I admit it–I do like you, at least a little.”

Owen’s eyes shone; even a little was enough.

She continued, “But right now, I’m not looking for a relationship, and I definitely don’t want to get married or have kids.

“Kissing you was my fault, but I can’t give you anything more than that. If there’s anything else you want–anything reasonable–I’ll do it, but I can’t be responsible in that way.”

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Den kept smiling. The light in his eyes woven lading “Co, when did his fine out 1ked you?”

Aria was honest. “That time you showed up at the film set looking for me”

He suddenly leaned in eyes Warm and intent.

Arie instinctively leaned back. “What are you doing?”

He asked, “You said anything but a relationship or marriage, right? Within reason?*

Pinned by his gaze, Arta nodded. “Yes, anything reasonable.”

Owen was a lawyer, full of integrity.

She knew he’d never ask for anything out of line, so this felt like a safe arrangement.

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