Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 141

To Sydney, it felt like her chest was under constant pressure, ready to burst at any moment.

The night air was cool, but Austin felt a strange sense of relief.

He stared at the name "Dawn" on his phone, but in the end, he didn't dial her. Instead, he called Lucas.

"Mr. Osborne? It's pretty late—what's going on?"

"Nothing," Austin said, his hoarse voice was sharp and straightforward.

After a pause, he added casually, "How's Dawn doing these days?"

Lucas already knew what this was about and laughed, sounding completely at ease. "Same as always—working. What's there to happen? Didn't you just see her a few days ago?"

Yeah, he had.

That girl was sassier than ever.

Austin couldn't describe his feelings. She annoyed him so much, and yet he had no clue how to deal with her.

He pressed his thin lips together and muttered in a low tone, "Find out where she's going tomorrow. I want to see her."

Lucas wanted to ask, If you care that much, why do I always have to pass your messages? Why not just call her yourself?

Of course, he didn't say it out loud.

"Alright, alright ... When should I set the appointment? Morning?"

Austin grunted. "Just get the address. Don't let her know I'm asking."

Lucas responded quickly, and they spent a few minutes talking about work.

After the call ended, Austin lingered on the balcony, staring out at the city. He'd never cared much for Northville before—always thought it was too cold.

When had that started to change?

Probably since a certain little troublemaker started hiding out here.

The thought made him frown, and he instinctively pushed it away.

Inside, Sydney held her wine glass so tightly her knuckles went white. She stared at his back as he leaned on the railing, her eyes cold and sharp.

That call—it was definitely about Dawn!

Not letting her go, huh?

Sydney snorted sharply, muttering to herself. Even if he can't move on, so what? I'll never let them get back together!

...

Meanwhile, Dawn shut her eyes after speaking, as if she were waiting for a judgment.

The silence stretched too long.

Should I say anything more?

Wait, what?

Then Ethan's smooth voice came again, "Thanks. This is the best gift I've ever gotten, Babe."

Oh wow ... Babe.

Who could handle this? Definitely not Dawn.

She looked down at her hand, nervously fidgeting with her fingers, then picked up the other ring from the jewelry box. "If this is the perfect gift, it belongs on the perfect hand."

It was her first time putting a ring on a guy.

She almost messed it up, her face heating up.

"All done ... " Even though nobody was around, she peeked around before saying, "Let's head back, get some sleep, and go grab our marriage certificate tomorrow."

Ethan raised an eyebrow, smirking a little. "Sleeping together?"

Dawn's breath hitched—she couldn't even imagine it. "Keep dreaming," she muttered, looking away.

But they were about to get married, so technically, it made sense.

"Ahhh ... "

She buried her face in her hands, trying to push the wild thoughts out of her head. "Come on! If we're late, we'll wake Hannah!"

Ethan watched her sprint off, panicked and flustered. His eyes softened, full of fondness, a smile tugging at his lips.