Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife

Chapter 926:

As the line went dead, Dunn placed his phone down and walked to the shower to finish his post-training routine.

Later, as he returned to his phone, a small notification blinked at the top of the screen. Aurora had messaged him.

His lips curved into a warm smile, his fingers brushing the screen as he opened the chat. He read each word carefully, savoring the tone of her message.

Aurora had messaged Dunn impulsively.

She had read the chat logs in the group. Everyone was tagging Addie, pressuring her to apologize.

The messages were unified, more than she had ever seen—even during the fiercest of academic rivalries.

She couldn’t believe Conroy had gotten the surveillance video so easily. She had seen Dunn at the KTV that night, and it had to be him. Only he could have managed something like this. So, she wanted to confirm it.

Or maybe she just wanted an excuse to talk to him.

When Dunn received her message, he didn’t respond with a text. Instead, her phone buzzed with an incoming voice call. Aurora froze, her nerves tense.

She waited for a while before answering, trying to compose herself. Dunn’s voice had changed, and it was different from when he was younger.

Aurora once thought she knew Dunn well, but as they grew closer and had more contact, she realized that he was completely different from the boy he used to be.

The boyish tones she remembered had been replaced by the voice of someone more mature.

“Hi, Dunn.”

“Do you have time? Let’s talk in person.”

“Okay.” Aurora fidgeted with her fingers. “Oh, right, I need to return your handkerchief.”

“Okay.”

They agreed to meet that afternoon at a dessert shop near the high school.

It was summer vacation, so the shop shouldn’t be too crowded.

The moment the call ended, Aurora leapt into action, digging through her closet.

What was she going to wear? Should she put on makeup? Would that seem like she was trying too hard? Would Dunn laugh at her?

Aurora groaned, sitting on the edge of her bed, her hands pressed to her temples. Just thinking about it was already giving her a headache.noveldrama

Molly was sitting on the couch, savoring a slice of watermelon, the hum of the air conditioner, and the drama of a soap opera playing on TV.

Hearing Aurora’s urgent call, she rolled her eyes and got up reluctantly. “What is it?”

“Help me choose! Which of these dresses looks good?”

“They all look good.” Molly squinted at her sister. “Who are you meeting?”

Aurora fidgeted. “Um, a friend.”

“Rickey?”

“No, he’s already gone abroad.”

Molly’s curiosity piqued immediately. “Oh? Then is it a guy?”

Aurora retorted, “Stop asking questions and just help me choose, okay?”

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