His Private Chef (by Amycee) novel Chapter 114

Chapter 114

Chapter 114

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Cassie’s smile thinned. “I haven’t been with anyone else since you, Liam. And you know that.”

“No.” he snapped. “I don’t. Because I don’t know anything about you anymore.”

The room felt colder. My heart wasn’t racing, it was slow and heavy, like it had fallen into deep

water.

I stood up.

Both of them looked at me.

“I need to speak to Liam. Alone,” I said, keeping my voice calm.

Cassie crossed her arms. “I think we’re all involved here, don’t you?”

Liam stood too. “Cassie. Get out.

She rolled her eyes but turned, heels tapping their smug rhythm across the floor. At the door, she paused.

“Oh, and Liam? Check your voicemail. You wouldn’t want to miss the rest of the story.”

The door clicked shut behind her.

Silence settled between us–sharp, suffocating, brutal.

Neither of us said the question hanging in the air. But it was there. Loud enough to feel.

Finally, I looked at him.

His eyes were already on me.

“Emily…”

“Do you believe her?”

“No.”

“Even though you don’t remember?”

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His voice cracked. “I remember who I am. That has to count for something.”

I nodded slowly, arms wrapped around myself. “It does

”

But the doubt wasn’t logical. It didn’t play fair. It crept into the space between words, coiling behind even the purest intentions.

I stood, needing space to breathe.

He followed, closing the distance between us. “Say something. Scream, Cry. Hit me if Just don’t… shut down on me.

“I’m not shutting down.” My voice was softer than I intended. “I’m calculating.”

He blinked. “Calculating?”

you want.

I met his gaze. “How much damage that woman can do with a lie. And how much more if she’s not lying.”

He exhaled like he’d been holding his breath since Cassie walked in. “Emily, I don’t know how to fix this.

I closed the distance between us and pressed my palm to his chest. His heartbeat thudded beneath it.

“You don’t have to fix it right now. But if she’s pregnant, Liam… we have to know for sure. We can’t pretend this didn’t happen.”

“I’ll order a paternity test. I’ll make sure it’s private, safe, discreet. I just…” He touched my cheek, voice rough. “I need you to stay with me. I don’t want to lose you. Not again.”

I nodded, leaning into his touch even as everything inside me trembled. “I’m here. We’ll face whatever this is together.”

His eyes softened with something close to awe, like he couldn’t believe I was still standing in front of him. “I don’t deserve you, but I swear I’ll do everything not to lose you again.”

His mouth found mine with quiet urgency.

But even as we kissed, I knew this wasn’t over.

This wasn’t the end of the storm.

This was just the eye of it.

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Later that night. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling.

Liam was asleep beside me, his arm wrapped around my waist like he thought I might disappear if he let go.

But I was already somewhere else.

My mind was drifting into a dark, exhausted place where hope felt heavy and love felt cursed.

Why does it always end like this?

Every time I let myself believe in peace, something breaks. Something burns.

Why does love feel like a punishment in my hands? Like the moment I hold it too tightly, the universe steps in to rip it away?

I’m so tired of bleeding for things that are supposed to feel good.

Tired of loving with my whole heart, only for that heart to be tested again and again like it has to prove it’s worthy.

Haven’t I proved enough?

I want to scream at the stars for being so cruel.

I want to ask whatever god is watching what I did to deserve a love that never gets to just be, a love that always comes with a price.

Tonight, I should feel safe. Loved.

But all I feel is fear.

Because something is always coming for us.

And deep down, I don’t know how many storms I have left in me.

Just as the silence settled, my phone buzzed on the nightstand.

I didn’t check it right away. I wasn’t expecting anything. Maybe a reminder.

But the screen lit up again.

I reached for the phone. One swipe, and the screen lit up with cruelty.

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