Accidentally Yours, My Super Rich Second Husband-Chapter 236: A Door Long Closed

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Chapter 236: A Door Long Closed

Delphinia strolled into her favorite patisserie, the warmth of the shop wrapping around her like a comforting embrace. The scent of freshly baked pastries filled the air, mingling with the rich aroma of chocolate and caramel. Glass displays showcased an array of colorful macarons, decadent cakes, and delicate tarts. She needed this. She needed the sweetness to drown out the bitterness lingering in her heart.

She approached the counter, placing her order with a small, polite smile. The cashier, a young woman who recognized her as a regular, chatted with her briefly before handing over a neatly packed box filled with an assortment of pastries. Delphinia thanked her and stepped out of the bakery, the bell above the door chiming softly as she exited.

But the moment she stepped onto the sidewalk, her heart sank.

Standing just a few feet away was Kai.

He leaned against a lamppost, his posture casual, but the smirk on his face made Delphinia’s stomach churn. The moment their eyes met, he straightened, taking a step toward her.

"Still love coming here, huh?" Kai said, his tone light but with an edge that made Delphinia’s skin crawl. Since when did he smile at me like that? The smirk on his face was almost... friendly, in an unsettling way. It didn’t sit right with her.

Delphinia stiffened but didn’t respond. Instead, she turned on her heel and moved to walk past him, wanting nothing more than to leave him standing there like the ghost of her past that he was.

Her gaze fixed ahead, refusing to let her eyes wander in his direction. She could feel his presence behind her, but she forced herself to ignore it. Just keep walking, Delphinia. Don’t engage. Don’t give him the satisfaction.

But Kai blocked her path.

She took a step in the other direction, and again, he mirrored her movement, cutting off her escape.

Delphinia exhaled sharply, her patience wearing thin. Her grip tightened on the pastry box. "Move."

Kai didn’t budge. "Delphinia, I just want to talk."

"I have nothing to say to you. Move," she snapped. Her eyes narrowed as she glared at Kai, trying to suppress the anger rising within her. Seriously? She was done with this. Done with him and his games.

"I’m not going anywhere until we talk," he said, his voice oddly calm, like he was trying to act all reasonable.

"I told you, I have nothing to say to you." She took a step back, hoping he would move, but he didn’t budge. In fact, he just took a step forward, blocking her path completely.

Frustrated, Delphinia turned sharply to the right, hoping she could find a way around him, but in a blink, Kai moved again, cutting her off. Are you kidding me?

Her face flushed with irritation as she tried to make her way left, but once again, he mirrored her movement, standing square in her way like a wall she couldn’t escape.

Delphinia huffed in rage, her chest rising and falling with each breath. She was done trying to dodge him.

"Please," he said, his voice softer now. "Just five minutes. That’s all I ask."

She clenched her jaw, weighing her options. The last thing she wanted was to have this conversation. But Kai was persistent, and she knew he wouldn’t leave her alone until he got what he wanted.

"Fine," she huffed, folding her arms across her chest. "Five minutes. Make it quick."

Kai let out a breath, but instead of speaking, he glanced around the busy sidewalk. "Do we really have to talk here?"

Delphinia arched a brow. "Your five minutes already started."

Kai sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "You’ve changed. You used to be softer, more patient."

Delphinia remained silent. What did he expect? For her to still be the same woman he had tossed aside like an afterthought? That woman no longer existed.

Taking her silence as permission to continue, Kai spoke again. "You were right. Adalaine wasn’t faithful to me. She slept around with other men." His voice was thick with regret, his face a mask of bitterness. "I was a fool. She played me. I should’ve known better."

Delphinia tilted her head, her lips curling in a cold smirk. "And you expect me to feel sorry for you?"

Kai shook his head. "No," he admitted. "I don’t deserve your sympathy. It’s my fault. I misjudged everything... and I hurt you." His voice dropped slightly. "I hurt you more than anyone ever should. And I regret it."

For a brief moment, Delphinia studied him. The sadness in his eyes wasn’t fake. The regret in his voice wasn’t an act. But it didn’t move her. It didn’t change the past.

"I’m sorry, Delphinia," Kai said. "I know it doesn’t change anything, but I need you to know that."

She exhaled through her nose, shaking her head. "I’m better than Adalaine, that much was obvious from the beginning. But don’t make it sound like we were ever on the same level. It’s disgusting."

Kai looked away for a moment, as if absorbing the weight of her words. Then, he finally met her gaze again. "I’m in the process of divorcing her."

Delphinia blinked. "Okay? And? What does that have to do with me?"

Kai hesitated, shifting on his feet. "I just... I don’t know. I guess I thought you should know."

Delphinia scoffed. "No friends to vent to? Oh, wait—" She tapped a finger against her chin mockingly. "They were all sleeping with your wife, weren’t they?"

Kai’s jaw tensed, but he didn’t argue.

"Your life. Your problem." Delphinia shrugged, ready to walk away.

But then, Kai’s voice stopped her cold.

"Come back to me."

Delphinia froze.

Slowly, she turned to face him, disbelief flashing in her eyes. "What?"

Kai stepped forward, his expression earnest. "Be my wife again, Delphinia. Let’s start over. I know I ruined everything, but I see it clearly now. You were the best thing that ever happened to me, and I was too blind to see it. Give me another chance. I swear, I’ll make it right."

Delphinia stared at him, her heart pounding—not with emotion, but with sheer rage. For a moment, she wondered if he had lost his mind.

Then, slowly, a smile curled her lips.

But it wasn’t warm.

It wasn’t kind.

It was pure, unfiltered mockery.

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