Chapter 4 #2
Elias released her wrist abruptly before turning around without another word. His expression was dark and furious as he stormed off.
Heavy footsteps echoed through the mansion before the sound of the front door slammed loudly through the silent house.
Then he disappeared from her sight completely. The living room instantly fell into silence again.
Amara simply stood there silently, still holding the glass while watching his figure disappear from her sight.
Drops of water slowly slid down from her fingers onto the floor.
There was no sadness in her expression anymore.
Only indifference.
But strangely… no pain.
Not anymore.
She slowly lowered her gaze toward the glass in her hand.
Then casually loosened her fingers.
Crash—
The glass slipped from her hand and crashed violently against the floor.
It onto the marble floor and shattered instantly, broken pieces scattering everywhere.
The sharp sound echoed through the empty mansion.
Her face remained calm and emotionless as she muttered coldly,
“Since this marriage is already over…”
She slowly lifted her eyes toward the doorway Elias had just walked through.
“There’s no reason for me to keep obeying you anymore.”
She turned away from the shattered glass and calmly picked up her phone from the table nearby. Her movements were unhurried.
She scrolled through her contacts before pressing a number.
The name Jasper flashed across the screen.
The call rang twice before it was picked up.
“Boss baby?”
A loud enthusiastic voice exploded from the other side.
Amara instantly winced and pulled the phone slightly away from her ear.
“Stop calling me that,” she said tiredly while rubbing the side of her forehead.
“No.”
Amara ignored him.
The man laughed shamelessly from the other side.
Amara closed her eyes briefly and took a slow breath before speaking again.
“Come pick me up from the Creed mansion tomorrow.”
The teasing tone instantly disappeared from Jasper’s voice.
There was a brief pause.
“Are you serious?”
“Yes.”
Jasper’s playful tone disappeared completely.
“Done,” he answered immediately.
***
Heavy footsteps slammed against the floor as Elias stormed through the lobby of Apex Airlines.
The atmosphere inside the building was terrifyingly tense.
Employees immediately lowered their heads and moved out of his path the moment they saw him approaching.
No one dared speak.
Everyone could feel the anger radiating from Elias. His expression was terrifyingly dark as he strode directly toward the CEO office.
The employees outside immediately lowered their heads, not daring to speak as he passed.
The office doors slammed open violently the moment he entered.
The motion-sensor lights flickered on instantly, illuminating the massive executive office in sharp white light.
Floor-to-ceiling glass windows overlooked the private airline runway below, where company jets sat lined beneath the night sky.
A sleek black desk stood at the center of the room, surrounded by dark marble walls, expensive leather furniture, and large digital screens displaying international flight routes and schedules in real time.
Everything about the office screamed wealth, control, and power.
Elias stormed straight toward his desk. With an angry movement, he ripped off his coat and threw it carelessly onto the table. The coat slid off the polished surface and dropped onto the floor.
But Elias didn’t spare it a single glance.
Another pair of footsteps entered the office shortly after.
Unlike Elias’s aggressive pace, Felix walked in calmly and carefully.
The secretary was dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, his appearance neat and composed as always.
Thin silver-rimmed glasses rested on his sharp features, giving him a calm and intelligent look.
His dark hair was styled neatly without a single strand out of place, and despite the tense atmosphere, his expression remained professional and controlled.
He stopped near the desk with his hands folded respectfully in front of him, watching Elias cautiously.
Elias paced back and forth aggressively across the office.
His movements were restless.
Aggressive.
Like a man trying to suppress something violently boiling inside him.
Then suddenly he stopped and turned toward Felix sharply.
“Did she call yet?” he barked furiously.
Felix blinked cluelessly.
Elias stared at him darkly before continuing in an irritated voice,
“It’s already been hours since I left the house. Did she call you to ask about me?”
“No, sir,” Felix answered. “Mrs. Creed hasn’t called.”
Elias’s expression darkened instantly. Displeasure flashed visibly across his face.
His jaw tightened harder.
“Check your phone,” he snapped.
Felix obeyed. He pulled out his phone, checked the call history before walking over and handing it to Elias.
“No calls, sir.”
Elias grabbed it impatiently and looked through the records.
No missed calls. No messages.
Not a single attempt from Amara to contact him.
The atmosphere around Elias instantly became colder.
He threw the phone onto the desk irritably before turning away, running one hand harshly through his hair.
Then he spun around again and and barked angrily,
“I haven’t seen her for three months, and this is how she acts?”
His voice grew harsher with every word.
“I come back after all this time, and she acts like it’s not even a big deal. She didn’t even properly look at me before asking for a divorce.”
He cursed under his breath angrily before snapping again,
“What the fuck is going on with her?”
Felix stayed silent for a second before answering cautiously.
“Mr. Creed… maybe Mrs. Creed is still upset.”
Elias scoffed coldly.
“Upset?” he repeated harshly. “She used to get angry if I didn’t come home for a night.”
He started pacing again.
“Now I’m gone for three months, and she acts like it doesn’t matter whether I return or not.”
He stopped moving again before glaring at Felix.
“I was gone for three whole months.”
Felix nodded.
“Yes, sir.” He hesitated briefly before adding carefully, “The direct flight arrangements failed, so you immediately took a private jet back overnight.” He looked at Elias with a small smile. “But Mrs. Creed doesn’t know any of that.”
Elias’s expression stiffened slightly.
Felix continued cautiously,
“She probably thinks you were only focused on work…” He paused carefully. “And that you didn’t care enough to come back sooner.”
“When the hell did I ever act like I don’t care about her?”
Elias barked furiously.
His voice echoed sharply across the office as he turned toward Felix with dark eyes filled with irritation.
“If I didn’t care, would I be doing all this?” He pointed aggressively toward the piles of documents on the desk. “I came straight home to her the second I landed instead of coming here first to handle three months’ worth of pending business.”
He pointed angrily toward the office door as if the mansion itself was standing there.
“And what does she do?”
A bitter laugh escaped him.
“She tosses me aside like I’m some fucking unwanted guest in my own house.”
Felix visibly flinched.
He lowered his head slightly and forced a careful, awkward smile onto his face, trying not to worsen Elias’s mood.
“Mr. Creed… maybe if you go back home now and explain things properly, Mrs. Creed might understand. After all, you’ve been gone for three months. I don’t think she truly wants to leave you.”
He paused briefly before adding softly,
“She must’ve been very upset.”
Elias’s jaw tightened.
He suddenly turned away from Felix and grabbed the phone from the table roughly. His thumb immediately moved to dial Amara’s number.
But just as his thumb hovered over the call button—
Her voice suddenly echoed inside his head again.
‘For the past three months, that’s the only thing I’ve thought about. I want a divorce.’
Elias’s fingers froze instantly. A dangerous darkness appeared in his eyes.
For the first time, an uncomfortable thought crossed his mind.
‘What if she asks for divorce again if I call?’
The atmosphere around him instantly became colder.
A second later—
BANG.
He slammed the phone heavily back onto the desk.
Felix flinched hard at the sound.
For a moment, he genuinely thought the phone might have cracked from the impact.
Before Felix could speak again, the office door suddenly opened.
A tall man walked inside casually.
Felix immediately turned toward the entrance with slight surprise.
“Mr. Han?”
Elias also looked up.
Cassian Han walked into the office. His black suit was perfectly tailored, sitting clean on his frame, but it was the way he carried himself that made him intimidating.
Dark hair fell slightly over his forehead, giving him a relaxed look that didn’t match the pressure he brought into a room. His eyes were deep black, steady and cold.
The moment he stepped inside, his gaze swept across the office.
The tension in the room was impossible to ignore.
The grim atmosphere.
Felix’s careful expression.
Elias’s obvious rage.
Cassian narrowed his eyes slightly in amusement.
Elias impatiently snapped his fingers at Felix before sharply pointing toward the door.
Felix immediately followed the order and swiftly left the office without another word.
The moment the door closed behind him, Cassian strode further into the office. He stopped a few feet away from Elias’s desk with casual ease, slipping one hand into his pocket while leisurely looking Elias up and down.
“What’s going on?”
Elias let out a long irritated breath and dragged a hand through his hair roughly.
Cassian casually pushed a hand through his hair before studying him more carefully.
“How was the trip?” he asked. His dark eyes narrowed slightly. “You disappeared for three months. Did everything go well?”
Elias nodded once before leaning back against the edge of the desk.
“Everything went according to plan,” he answered tiredly. “Thanks for the help.”
Cassian shrugged carelessly.