The Cat-Like Miss Preston: Mr. CEO begs for Reconciliation!-Chapter 147: Why Are You Here?

He seemed hesitant to look at her, his gaze constantly evasive.

"Why are you at my house?" Chloe Preston asked.

Facing her, Ryan Hale opened his mouth but stammered, unable to speak properly.

"I invited Ryan," Wyatt Quinn interjected. "I happened to run into him at the supermarket this morning while grocery shopping, so I asked him to come over."

"He’s a lifesaver, so we definitely have to treat him to a meal!"

Chloe Preston nodded.

Wyatt Quinn stepped forward, smiling as he greeted Connor Sutton. "President Sutton, please, come sit down. It’s truly an honor to have you grace our humble home!"

"Chloe, quickly pour President Sutton some tea!"

"I can get it myself," Connor Sutton said. "Chloe is pregnant; we shouldn’t have her tiring herself out."

Standing to the side, Ryan Hale looked at her cautiously, a hint of concern in his voice. "Go... go sit down. It’s tiring to stand."

"Okay." Chloe Preston walked over to a chair.

Wyatt Quinn glanced at her belly while munching on sunflower seeds and asked, "Chloe, where’s Mr. Xavier? Since you were coming for dinner, why didn’t you ask him to come along?"

At the mention of the name, Chloe Preston lowered her gaze and remained silent.

Wyatt Quinn’s smile faded. "Is... is it because he looks down on me? Because he thinks I’m just a gambler and doesn’t want to come?"

"No," Chloe Preston replied. "He’s... just too busy. He didn’t have time to come."

She took a shallow breath. "I’ll go start dinner."

Connor Sutton moved to her side, a gentle smile on his face. "I said I’d cook, so don’t you go stealing my job."

"Then I’ll just wash the vegetables," Chloe Preston said.

She had to keep busy. Otherwise, in the quiet moments, her mind would drift to that man and his cold attitude, making her heart ache.

「Some time passed.」

Wyatt Quinn sat at the wooden table, drinking tea and playing chess with Ryan Hale. Sandalwood incense was lit nearby, its fragrant smoke curling and filling the room.

While playing, Wyatt Quinn glanced up at his opponent and smiled faintly. "Ryan, I don’t know why, but there’s something very familiar about you. I feel a certain kinship."

Ryan Hale’s eyelashes trembled. He immediately avoided his gaze and forced a smile. "Is... is that so?"

DING-DONG!

The doorbell suddenly rang.

Wyatt Quinn paused. He got up and went to open the door. "Who is it?"

"M-Mr. Xavier!"

The door opened to reveal Donovan Xavier. His features were chiseled and profound, his stature tall and imposing. Elegant and exuding an air of noble aloofness, he was the type to stand out in any crowd—like a crane among chickens, possessing an almost ethereal grace.

A slight smile touched his lips. "Dad."

"Huh?" Wyatt Quinn was completely taken aback. "Why... why are you calling me that?"

"Chloe and I have registered our marriage, so naturally, I should call you Dad," Donovan Xavier explained. "Aren’t you going to welcome me in?"

"Of course not! Please... please, come in!" Wyatt Quinn bustled. "What would you like to drink? Tea? Coffee?"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Ryan Hale rose from his chair and sized him up in silence.

Donovan Xavier set down the gifts he was carrying and glanced around the room. "Where’s Chloe?"

"She’s in the kitchen cooking with President Sutton!" Wyatt Quinn answered without a second thought.

They’re cooking together?

Donovan Xavier’s expression was unreadable, and he remained silent.

He walked over and pushed open the kitchen door.

Inside, Chloe Preston had just finished peeling a potato when Connor held a piece of rib to her lips.

"Here," Connor Sutton said, "have a taste."

Chloe Preston ate it, her eyes brightening as she gave him a thumbs-up. "Delicious!"

He smiled at the smudge of oil at the corner of her mouth and pulled out a napkin to wipe it for her.

Feeling a bit uneasy, Chloe Preston took the napkin from him and coughed lightly. "I can do it myself." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Leaning against the door frame, Donovan Xavier took in the intimate scene. His dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he let out a soft cough.

At the sound, Chloe Preston turned. Her pupils contracted the moment she recognized the man standing there.

He’s here. He... he actually came.

The moment Connor Sutton saw him, his gaze turned cold. "Bad omen," he muttered.

Donovan Xavier sneered and strode forward.

Chloe Preston’s gaze landed on his face. Her eyes grew misty, and her voice was slightly hoarse. "Why are you here?"

Donovan Xavier leaned in, his gaze locking with hers. He grazed her cheek with the pad of his finger. "Because I was afraid if I didn’t show up, you’d forget you have a husband."

"Was the food that good, Miss Quinn? Do you even remember who your husband is?"