When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1938 A Date

The moment he got home, he pulled out his phone and sent her a message:

Chelsea, are you interested in opera? A friend of mine gave me two tickets. Would you like to join me tomorrow?

After digging into Chelsea's background, Magnus had discovered that, unlike most women, she had a genuine love for opera.

When Chelsea read the message, she recalled Cecilia's kindness and also remembered how Magnus had stepped in to help her earlier. After a moment's thought, she replied: Sure. See you tomorrow.

Not long after Chelsea sent her reply, her phone rang. It was Allen.

"Ms. Rainsworth," he greeted.

"Mr. Leighton? What can I do for you?" Chelsea asked, surprised to be hearing from him.

"I called to apologize," Allen said after a brief pause. "You were right today. I've since had an honest conversation with my wife."

Chelsea's breath caught slightly. "You mean... you and your wife..."

She didn't finish the sentence.

"Yes," Allen confirmed. "We've agreed to divorce. Going forward, I want to pursue a relationship built on real love with someone who's truly right for me."

Upon hearing those words, Chelsea was momentarily speechless. A faint unease stirred in her chest-a nagging sense of guilt she couldn't quite shake.

"Mr. Leighton," she said softly, "I never meant to suggest you should divorce your wife. I only wanted to make it clear that... leading two lives isn't fair to anyone."

Allen's voice was calm, almost gentle. "I understand. And I'm grateful you said it. I needed to hear the truth."

What does he mean by that?

Chelsea felt a pang in her chest. She suddenly felt like the villain in someone else's story—the one who'd driven a wedge into a marriage.

She couldn't begin to imagine how heartbroken Allen's wife must be feeling right now.

She said nothing more, unsure of what words would even be appropriate.

Allen broke the silence. "It's getting late. I'm sorry to have disturbed you. Take care, Ms. Rainsworth. See you."

He ended the call.

But Chelsea lay wide awake, unable to sleep.

At first, she didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said. She was simply being honest. But now, knowing that her words had played a part in the unraveling of someone's marriage, guilt weighed heavily on her.

In Tudela, Chelsea had no close friends. There was no one she could confide in.

She tossed and turned through the night, sleep never quite finding her. Early the next morning, a message from Cecilia lit up her phone: Are you free to meet today?

Chelsea blinked in surprise, remembering the opera plans she'd made with Magnus. So, she typed back: Cecilia, I've already made plans with a friend today. Can we meet tomorrow instead?

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Cecilia read Chelsea's reply and simply responded: Okay.

What she didn't know was that the friend Chelsea was meeting that day was none other than her brother, Magnus.

Cecilia had intended to talk to Chelsea in person, to expose Magnus' true nature before he had the chance to deceive her.

At six in the evening, Chelsea and Magnus met up and headed to dinner at a restaurant that was understated in appearance but radiated quiet elegance.

"This place isn't bad, right?" Magnus asked with a smile.noveldrama

The restaurant's décor was refined and minimalist, the atmosphere calm and uncrowded. The dishes were beautifully presented and delicately flavored.

Chelsea nodded appreciatively. "It's lovely. I don't think I ever would've discovered it if you hadn't brought me here."

The corners of Magnus' lips lifted slightly. "That's good. Dig in."

In truth, this restaurant hadn't been his discovery, it was a place one of his ex-girlfriends had introduced him to years ago. Over time, Magnus had learned that taking women to refined, tucked-away spots like this often made a better impression. Cóntent

Chelsea, as expected, was no exception.

"Let me treat you," she said with a smile. "Consider it a small thank-you for

helping me out yesterday."

Magnus didn't object. But when they

finished their meal and Chelsea

reached for the bill, the owner approached with a polite smile. "Ma'am, the gentleman you're with already took care of it."