Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 399

James placed a steady hand on her shoulder and gently nudged her back onto the bed.

“No need,” he said, looking at her with a tenderness that made her chest ache. “You’ve been running on empty lately. Stay in bed a little longer.”

“I’ll be done soon, I swear. I hardly have anything left to pack.”

He hesitated, then promised, “Once we get there, I’ll take you shopping for more clothes.”

So Emmy let herself relax, folding her hands behind her head as she lay back and watched him move around the room.

James was tall and broad-shouldered, his simple pajamas doing nothing to hide the definition of his muscles. He folded her clothes with the kind of care that made her heart skip, stacking everything neatly into the suitcase.

The morning light crept through the window, casting everything in a soft, golden haze. The room felt peaceful, almost sacred, and Emmy was suddenly overwhelmed by a quiet happiness—she felt safe, cared for, and wrapped in a warmth she never wanted to lose.

A sudden knock at the door broke the moment.

Emmy frowned, puzzled. “Who’s knocking this early?”

James slid the last sweater into the suitcase and said, “I’ll go check.”

She called after him, “If it’s Aidan, just ask him to wait a minute, okay?”

“Yeah.” James walked straight to the door and pulled it open.

But it wasn’t Aidan standing there. It was Dean.

James’s expression darkened in an instant, the air between them growing cold and heavy.

Dean looked terrible—his eyes were bloodshot, his face drawn and pale. The second he saw James in pajamas, something in him seemed to snap. He went even paler, jealousy and regret crashing over him like a tidal wave.

Before Dean could say a word, Emmy’s soft voice floated out from the bedroom.

“Is it Aidan?”

James slammed the door shut, not missing a beat.

“No, wrong room,” he called back to her.

Dean stood frozen in the hallway, staring at the closed door.

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