Divorced The True Heiress Gets It All novel Chapter 526

Chapter 526

Aria carried a natural chill in her bones, her gaze cold, as if she were looking at someone entirely irrelevant.

The way she looked at him was completely different from how she looked at Owen.

Liam finally believed it. Aria had never liked him. But he didn’t want to give up.

He said, “If Hannah hadn’t existed, would we have had a chance?”

Aria replied without hesitation, “No way.”

Liam’s heart ached. “Why?”

“No reason.” A cold voice cut in.

Owen, holding a black umbrella, had somehow appeared at Aria’s side.

He closed his umbrella, ducked under hers, and wrapped an arm around her waist in a possessive gesture that needed to words.

Owen said coldly, “Mr. Cole, please leave.”

The conversation was interrupted, and Liam grew agitated.

He stood up, eyes bloodshot as he stared at Owen. “Who are you to her? What right do you have to order me

Owen replied, “Her lover.”

The air froze.

Liam’s eyes widened. “What did you say?”

Owen said coldly, “Do I need to repeat it?”

Owen’s expression was cold. The moment their eyes met, Liam clearly saw the possessiveness in his gaze.

pulled Aria closer, made her tilt her face up, and lowered his head to kiss her.

Liam’s pupils contracted. He took a step back.

Owen had no interest in putting on a show in front of others. He kissed Aria once and pulled away.

Turning to Liam, Owen smiled and asked, “Can you leave now?”

“You… you let her be your lover?” Liam’s voice was tight with anger, his eyes furious.

Owen chuckled lightly. “Seems like you misheard. What I said was I’m her lover. She’s keeping me. Got a problem with the

Liam’s gaze shook. He couldn’t believe it.

Owen’s boldness surprised even Aria. She thought he’d just drive Liam away, not kiss her in front of others

With the goal achieved, Aria took Owen’s hand and held it tightly.

No words were needed. Their intimacy said everything.

Liam had suspected something between them, but the identity of “lover” still came as a blow

He left in a daze, and his assistant, having eavesdropped enough, quickly drove them away.

“Lover?” Holding the umbrella, Aria raised a brow at Owen. “I thought you’d say boyfriend.”

Owen shrugged. “Same thing.”

The rain eased. A light breeze carried a misty drizzle onto their faces.

Owen looked at her deeply and leaned in again.

“Hey!”

Footsteps approached, and Owen quickly straightened up. Someone took the black umbrella from his hand.

The young guy opened it and glanced back at them. “I’m taking this umbrella. Wishing you two happiness.”

Silence fell around them, broken only by the sound of rain.

Owen pressed his lips together and took the umbrella from her hand. “Let’s go back.”

Aria replied softly, “Alright.”

They were quiet all the way to the 18th-floor hallway.

Aria smiled. “Next time something like that happens, say it directly like you just did. I don’t mind you telling anyone about

us.”

She knew Owen loved her more than she loved him.

He didn’t show it outright, but she could sense his cautiousness.

She was waiting for him to speak up. This was a good start.

Owen was moved. “You… met with Liam on purpose?”

“Not entirely,” Aria replied.

Terentirely but yes, it was because of him that she agreed to meet Liam.

She said, “You’re soaked. Go shower now.”

Just as she turned, Owen tugged her back. Before she could react, she was pulled into his arms.

His fingers tightened around her waist, his warm breath brushed against her ear. “When are you moving in?”

Aria looked up at his dark eyes. “When do you want me to?”

“Tomorrow’s the weekend. You don’t have class. How about tomorrow, is that okay?” His voice was low.

Aria replied softly, “Alright.”

Her waist was suddenly pulled tight, and Owen spun her in his arms, pressing her back against the door.

He pinched her chin gently, leaned close, and murmured against her lips, “You said I don’t need to ask if I want to kiss you.”

She had her back to his door, and he had his back to hers. Their breaths mingled.

Then, the elevator chimed softly.

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Aria came to her senses and pulled away. “Must be Ella coming back.”

Owen smiled. “Afraid?”

Before she could answer, his hand cradled the back of her head and his lips found hers again. His other hand was already on the door lock.

He pulled her inside the entryway, shut the door, and pinned her back to it. No lights were on. It was nearly pitch dark.

Aria could only hear their quickened breathing.

Owen bent down, slid an arm behind her knees, and lifted her up. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist.

“You…” She started to speak, but his breath overtook hers again.

This time, he was more intense and stronger than before. Aria could hardly breathe.

His heat seeped through his clothes, and with her coat still on, she felt hot and uncomfortable.

Aria pulled a hand free and started to take off her coat. “Coat.”

Owen followed her lead and pulled it off. “Still taking things off?”

“Yes.” She reached for his shirt. “You first.”

Owen chuckled, undid the buttons on his shirt one by one. As fabric slid, her fingers met his burning skin. His firm muscles felt amazing.

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