The Ex-Wife's Triumph novel Chapter 38

The Capital.

Morning light filtered through the gap in the curtains. When Jane woke up, she instinctively grabbed her phone and saw the new message on the screen.

Her fingers tapped quickly, sending two messages: [What about Seven? Is he staying in Switzerland?]

[I'll come pick you up at the airport!]

At that moment, Lucy was rushing through design drafts on her computer. The sound of typing stopped abruptly as she quickly tapped out a reply: [He's staying in Switzerland! No need to pick me up; the boss has arranged everything. I'll find you when I'm free!]

Jane stared at the screen for two seconds before replying with a concise: [Okay!]

Back in Switzerland, Lucy put down her phone and closed her laptop—the fatigue of overtime vanished instantly.

She walked softly into the bedroom. Seven was sleeping soundly on the bed, his small face flushed pink.

Lucy leaned over and placed a light kiss on his soft forehead. She couldn't resist picking up her phone to secretly snap several photos of him sleeping.

If not for the money, she would have wanted to stay by little Seven's side like this, never separated for a minute or a second.

She watched him quietly for a long time, then gently turned off the bedside lamp.

Carefully, she nestled close to Seven. The soft scent of sweet milk on him filled her senses as she sank into a sound sleep.

***

The next day at the airport, Lucy held Seven, unwilling to let go. She rubbed her face against his soft hair, kissing the little person until his cheeks were rosy.

Beside her, Jules checked his watch and urged helplessly, "Lucy, if you don't go, the gate will close. I will definitely take good care of Seven, don't worry!"

Lucy finally looked up to glare at him. She carefully handed Seven over, her tone carrying a hint of a threat. "Take good care of him. Otherwise, I have a hundred ways to turn your company upside down."

Jules nodded hurriedly. "I know, Lucy! Even if I don't go to the office every day, I'll watch your treasure properly."

Saying that, he looked down at the milky little guy in his arms and coaxed gently, "Say goodbye to Mommy."

Seven blinked his round eyes and vaguely spat out a few words: "Mom... Momma, bye... bye."

Lucy waved with a smile, but the moment she turned around, her tears suddenly dropped—this was her first time being separated from Seven.

He leaned close to Seven, softening his voice to apologize. "Sorry. I'll be careful next time."

***

Several hours later.

When Lucy stepped off the plane, the car sent by the branch office was already waiting outside the airport.

She and Emma got into the car and went straight to their arranged hotel.

The elevator rose slowly, the mirrored walls reflecting their slightly weary expressions.

Lucy turned to Emma beside her and asked softly, "Are you sleepy? Do you want to rest a bit first?"

"Not sleepy. It won't affect work," Emma shook her head immediately, her tone professional.

Lucy checked her watch; the hands pointed to nine o'clock. She pondered for a moment and nodded. "Then we'll head to the Sterling Group in an hour. Let's shower first."

"Okay." Emma agreed, her fingers unconsciously stroking her laptop bag.