NovelBookChapter 1718
The way Miles knew his fiancée was uncanny-sometimes Felicity swore he had her bugged.
"Still insisting you're not nauseous?" His voice was more serious now. "Sendyour location. I'll cpick you
up."
Truth was, Felicity wasn't actually throwing up. She just felt off.
"Don't go out of your way," she protested. "Once Abby's done, we'll head htogether!"
"Are you sendingyour location, or should | ask Abigail myself?"
She hesitated. "Aren't you busy? Didn't you say you had a ton of work today?"
Miles gave a long sigh. "Work's never-ending, Felicity. But you cfirst." Right now, nothing mattered more to
him than her.
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He'd already messed up before, not realizing what was really important. There was no way he'd make the same
mistake twice.
"I'm really fine. No need to-"
"Then I'll call Abby."
"Oh, con! Fine, I'll send it," Felicity caved, knowing if Langston asked, Abigail would spill everything—and
that'd just slow her down.
After hanging up, Felicity dropped a pin on Whatand sent it to Miles.
She added: [You really don't need to come! Once Abby's finished, she'll driveback. You already tookto
the doctor, and they said it was nothing!]
The reply cback almost instantly.
[I can't settle down when you're not with me. Letpick you up-1 want to be there if you feel worse.]
Reading that, Felicity couldn't help but smile, even if she still felt a bit guilty for making him cout Who
wouldn't be happy having someone care about them like that? Guys like him were rare finds.
Miles got up from his corner office, grabbing his keys. His assistant hurried after
him. “Mr. Lopez, are you heading to the conference room?"
"No, | have to step out. Hold all meetings until | get back," he said, not slowing his pace.
His assistant nodded, used to Miles"
workaholic style. If Mr. Lopez suddenly postponed meetings, it could only mean one of two things: either
Something even more important had cup, or... something was up with the future
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Mrs. Lopez.
Otherwise, someone like him would never leave the office before quitting time.
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Miles drove himself across town to Felicity's focation, taking a business call with the London branch as he
navigated traffic. The moment he hung up, his mom's nflashed on the screen.
"Langston, do you and Felicity have tfor dinner tonight? Your dad's actually making his famous roast chicken-
it's been ages! Didn't Felicity say it's her favorite?"
Miles checked the time. “Letsee how she's feeling. She's not feeling great today—I'm on my way to pick her
up now, back to Eldorria City."
"What happened? Is she alright?" Dorothy Lopez sounded worried.
"I'm not sure. | took her to the doctor and they said it's nothing serious, but I just can't relax until she's home."
"Well, bring her back as soon as you can. Letknow if you two can make it for dinner. But don't force her if
she's not up for it-her health comes first."
Miles nodded, though she couldn't see him. "Okay."
"What's going on with her, exactly?"
"She's just been nauseous all day."
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