My Funreal 61

Chapter 61 Sloane’s Price to Pay! 

“Mrs. Voss.” 

The chef, who was preparing afternoon tea in the kitchen, looked up in surprise when he saw Nova. 

Nova nodded faintly, her gaze sweeping across the kitchen. She frowned when she didn’t spot Kael anywhere. 

The chef sensed her confusion. “Mrs. Voss, do you need something? I can prepare it for you right away.” 

Nova pressed her lips together. “I’m looking for Kael. Didn’t he come here? He said he’d ask you to make chicken and wild rice soup.” 

The chef froze for a few seconds, scratching his head in confusion. “No, he hasn’t been here at all. He never told me about making chicken and wild rice soup either… Did I miss something? That can’t be right…” 

As his words sank in, Nova’s heart plummeted into the abyss. 

That fleeting warmth she’d felt earlier turned to ice, stabbing her chest with a sharp, unbearable pain. 

What more was there to say? 

Cael had lied to her again. 

Mrs. Voss? Are you okay? You look pale.” The chef grew anxious when he saw Nova’s face lose all color. 

I–I’m fine. Maybe I misremembered.” Nova tried to force a smile, but her lips wouldn’t cooperate. “You get back to work. Please… don’t tell anyone I was here.” 

With that, she turned and fled, desperate to hide her humiliation from prying eyes. 

he ran all the way to the gate, gasping for air like a fish stranded on the shore. 

it seventeen, Nova would never have believed that the boy who’d loved her with every fiber of his being would lie to her again and again. 

t twenty–two, she would never have imagined that the man who’d defied the entire Voss family to marry her would fill her life with empty promises. 

learts don’t turn cold overnight. 

ove fades, and fate betrays. 

his was her comeuppance. 

lova bit her inner lip until it bled, the pain numbing her senses… 

he took a deep breath, forcing down the bitterness in her chest. 

ut when she looked up- 

The scene under the cedar tree in the distance tore her mended heart wide open. Cold wind rushed in like a knife, slicing through her. 

The air was eerily quiet… 

she felt like a stranger peeking in on someone else’s happiness, watching as Sloane threw herself into Kael’s arms like a coquettish lover. 

Kael didn’t push her away. Instead, he held her tight, the adoration on his face impossible to hide, as if he were clutching a treasure he’d thought lost forever. 

So tight, so desperate. 

They kissed passionately, oblivious to the world around them. Finally, as if fearing someone might spot Sloane, Kael patted her lower back, lifted her in one arm, and carried her toward a more secluded spot. 

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Tow precious to let her endure even a strete place or a schteper of gossip 

Trans Insely Murred Secas viston she thought of all the stares and grievances the endured in the Voss family over the years, and her heart ached on barly 

Shane clung to Kael’s waist as he carried her, her chin resting lazily on his shoulder. When she looked up by chance, her eyes locked with Nowa’s broken ones. 

Fera spilt rend she froze. Then she curved her lips into a smile, tightened her hold on Kael, and shot Nova a look of triumph. 

A maderry of her helplessness, a taunt of her foolishness… 

Nova stood rooted to the spot, her face as white as a sheet. She looked like a humiliated clown, her dignity trampled into the dirt…. 

Hath he promised her she was all he needed? 

Nova roughly wiped away her tears. 

He’d been the first to fall in love. He’d been the one to swear he’d love her forever. 

But now, she was the one drowning in sorrow. She was the one who’d lost all faith in love. 

Tears streamed down her face, making her small cheeks look even paler. 

But she didn’t notice. 

She only felt cold–cold to the bone, colder than that snowy day years ago, when she’d been quarantined due to the pandemic, and Kael had risked everything to find her, carrying her out of the isolation zone. 

Thud! 

Stumbling backward, Nova grabbed the wall to steady herself. Her eyes were so blurred with tears that she didn’t see the person in front of her, crashing into 

them 

I’m sorry…” 

She hurried to wipe her tears, refusing to let anyone see her like this. 

When she looked up- 

Her breath caught in her throat. 

Kael hadn’t expected Sloane to show up at the Voss Manor. 

As soon as he got her call, he’d tossed a quick word to the butler and rushed downstairs. There was no trace of joy at their “reunion” -only irritation. 

He’d finally managed to ease the tension between him and Nova. If she found out about Sloane, all his efforts these days would be for nothing! 

Sloane, wearing a mask, spotted him and flew into his arms like an excited bird. 

She pulled off her mask, nuzzling his neck softly I missed you so much… You haven’t come to see me in ages… 

“Do you miss me too? 

She looked up at him with wide, eager eyes–like a kitten who’d been neglected by its owner, docile, and utterly charming. 

Kael’s scolding died on his lips. Staring at the woman in his arms, he thought of Nova unconsciously. 

Nova had always been so clingy and affectionate. A single soft word from her, and he’d have folded immediately. 

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Chapter 61 Sloane’s Price to Pay 

In the past when theyd fought a smile or a sweet remark from her would make him surrender. 

He’d never had the heart to make her work to win him back. 

But something had changed in the past few months. She wasn’t so clingy anymore, and she didn’t even call him “honey.” 

Kael’s eyes darkened. 

Perhaps it was the allure of something new, but he craved this moment of tenderness, his tone softening. 

Didn’t tell you to wait for my message? Why did you come here suddenly? Haven’t I warned you–don’t come looking for me without my permission? 

Did you forget? 

His sharp brows furrowed, his gaze sending a shiver down her spine. 

Joane shrank back slightly, then stood on tiptoe to kiss his chin, his lips, then his lower lip. Her voice was a whisper. “I missed you too much. You said you’d ome see me in a few days, but I couldn’t wait… 

I saw your message, and I couldn’t hold back–I had to see you… 

I wanted to surprise you… 

You… don’t you want to see me?” Sloane bit her lip, her fingertips tapping his chest lightly. 

Cael had been celibate for weeks. Her touch ignited a spark of desire, and his body tensed for a split second. 

loane noticed his change, a red–lipped smile spreading across her face. She kissed him passionately. 

With such a beautiful woman in his arms, it was impossible to stay indifferent. 

Kael, I brought something. Let’s go to the car?” 

loane’s fingertips brushed his firm Adam’s apple. 

ael’s eyes were deep and unreadable–restrained yet dangerous. Sloane’s heart raced under his gaze. 

the next moment, his large hand patted her lower back, and he lifted her in one arm, walking toward a secluded spot. 

th…” 

loane let out a soft gasp, her cheeks flushing. But her heart was filled with uncontrollable excitement! 

Be? This man always ends up groveling at my feet. 

e’s mine! 

ut in the next second- 

ael threw her against the wall. 

loane sucked in a sharp breath from the pain, her face turning pale. She stared at him in confusion. 

Why had he suddenly turned cold? Just a moment ago, he’d been so tender. 

Kael, it hurts…” 

ler eyes glistened with tears as she looked up at the tall, imposing man in front of her, fear flickering in her gaze. 

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