Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 361

The two of them left together.

Word had already spread among the paparazzi about their location, so a crowd had started to gather outside.

But Theodore was well prepared. Bodyguards cleared a path for them as he shielded Emilia, ushering her into the car. They pulled away quickly, escaping the chaos.

Night had fallen. Emilia and Theodore sat side by side in the back seat. She gazed out the window at the city’s evening landscape—the streams of headlights and people merging into rivers of motion. For the first time in a while, everything felt real, no longer as if she were drifting through someone else’s dream.

She lowered the window and let the cool air rush in, savoring the breeze.

She didn’t notice that someone beside her was watching her quietly the whole time.

…

The Bentley came to a stop outside the building where Emilia rented her apartment.

When the car halted, Emilia unfastened her seatbelt and got out.

She turned back and smiled, “Well, that’s it for today. Good night.”

Theodore nodded. “Good night.”

Emilia headed upstairs while Theodore lingered by the car, watching her disappear into the building.

Inside, Emilia stepped into the elevator, pressed her floor, and stared at the glowing numbers as they ticked upward. Something uneasy stirred in her chest.

Ding! The doors slid open.

She stepped out and walked toward her apartment, but as she rounded the corner, she froze.

A man stood outside her door, eyes bloodshot, staring straight at her.

Tyler.

She had no idea how long he’d been waiting. He looked tired, almost worn down.

The moment he saw her, he strode over.

Emilia spun on her heels, ready to leave, but he caught her by the shoulders before she could get away.

She was done being that pathetic.

“Tyler, we’re divorced,” Emilia said, her voice clear and unwavering.

“But—”

He started to protest, but she cut him off. “It’s over between us. Do you understand?”

But Tyler just stared at her, his eyes bloodshot and desperate.

“You just went out for dinner, right?” he insisted, as if he hadn’t heard a word she’d said. “All that stuff online, it’s just gossip, isn’t it?”

Emilia closed her eyes, unwilling to continue. She tried to sidestep him and unlock her door.

But Tyler grabbed her again, forcing her back against the wall.

“Answer me!” he shouted, his voice cracking with emotion. His eyes were wild with hurt and rage.