Chapter 127

“Maybe the universe just didn’t wanna let my wife down,” Ethan chuckled, “Knew I was trying to cheer her up, so it handed me the stone on a silver platter.” Clara had to admit—she really was getting buttered up pretty well. But hearing him say that, she felt a bit huffy again. He was totally flirting with her. So she gave his chest a light punch, not holding back her pretend annoyance. Ethan just let her do it, not even blinking. “I don’t like it anymore,” Clara said when she got tired of hitting him, turning her nose up in mock disdain. “Don’t like what?” Ethan asked, amused. She opened her palm, revealing the heart-shaped stone—somehow she’d been holding onto it without realizing it. “This,” Clara said seriously, her tone deliberate. Ethan just gave a soft “hmm,” showing no sign of being upset. No matter how hard it had been to find that thing, he wasn’t going to fuss over it. Still indulgent, his tone was calm. “If you don’t like it, then toss it.” And before she could react, he plu