Velvet Nights and Broken Vows 3 Summary
When Sophia enters the shop, the playful teasing abruptly stops, and all attention shifts to her. Ethan looks irritated, expecting her to lose her temper, but she remains calm and hands over some documents. She asks to borrow car keys, and Chloe teasingly reveals she uses Ethan’s Porsche because she’s always late. Sophia corrects Chloe about their relationship status, clarifying she and Ethan aren’t married. Ethan then questions Sophia about her tolerance to alcohol despite her pregnancy, causing tension.
Chloe panics about a lost pearl necklace, an heirloom Sophia’s grandmother gave her. Ethan tries to reassure Chloe it’s just a cheap necklace, and Sophia coldly offers it to Chloe as a gift before leaving. Outside, a man insists on accompanying Sophia to a medical check-up, but she lies about the date and escapes. The man doesn’t return that night, and Sophia avoids him.
The next day, Ethan unexpectedly arrives and takes Sophia to meet his parents for the first time, which she seems reluctant about. Ethan insists on showing her around their family home, but Sophia remains distracted by her phone. Ethan grows curious and frustrated, eventually taking her phone, which fails to unlock for him. Just then, a sharp noise outside startles them both, leaving the moment tense and uncertain.
Chapter 3
The moment I stepped into the shop, the playful teasing abruptly ceased. The lively chatter fell silent, and all eyes turned toward me.
Ethan gave me a look filled with irritation, his brows knitting together as if silently scolding me for interrupting the fun. Around him, the others wore mischievous grins, clearly expecting me to lose my temper and shout at them.
But to everyone’s astonishment, I remained calm, my expression unreadable.
Without a word of complaint, I handed the man the documents he’d been waiting for and simply asked, “Could I borrow your car keys? I think I left something inside.”
At that, Chloe pulled a Porsche key from her bag, stuck her tongue out in a teasing gesture, and said with a smirk, “Sorry, sis—I’m terrible at waking up early, so I’m always late for work. Ethan just hands me his car to drive.”
I shot her a sharp look. “Don’t call people ‘sis’ just like that, you silly girl.”
Ethan’s gaze softened as he reached out to gently wipe a smudge of wine from the corner of Chloe’s mouth, a tender look in his eyes.
I quickly backed him up, wanting to clear the air. “Chloe, Ethan and I aren’t married. Please don’t get the wrong idea.”
With that, I took the keys and turned toward the door, ready to leave. But Ethan caught my arm, his face clouded with an odd expression.
“Sophia,” he said quietly, “after you found out you were pregnant, the smell of alcohol made you nauseous. How is it that today…?”
Before I could answer, Chloe’s face drained of color. She clutched Ethan’s arm tightly and whispered anxiously, “Ethan, don’t tell me Sophia’s going to the car looking for that pearl necklace? But… I already lost it. Silly me. What am I going to do now?”
The necklace Chloe mentioned was a precious heirloom, something my grandmother had entrusted to me.
I overheard Ethan soothing Chloe softly, telling her it was just a cheap necklace and not to worry about it.
I set the car keys down on the counter and fixed Chloe with a steady gaze, my face calm and emotionless.
“He’s right. It’s just a cheap necklace I’ve had for nine years. Since you like it, consider it a gift.”
Without another word, I stepped out of the restaurant into the cool evening air, reaching for a cab. Suddenly, the man appeared beside me, thrusting a container of fish soup into my hands with a condescending tone.
“Your check-up is tomorrow. I’m coming with you.”
Without thinking, I lied smoothly, “You’ve got the date wrong. The check-up is the day after tomorrow.”
Ethan opened his mouth to argue but then spotted Chloe standing in the restaurant doorway. His expression softened instantly as he turned back, took her hand, and blew warm air over it.
I watched them disappear back inside, and since I never ate fish, I gave the soup to a stray cat nearby before heading home.
That night, the man didn’t come back at all. And I didn’t reach out to him once.
At five in the afternoon the next day, just as I was slipping on my coat, Ethan arrived unexpectedly and pulled me into his car without a word.
Once inside the grand Clark family home, Ethan led me to stand before his parents.
“Mom, Dad, this is Sophia,” he announced.
After all the years we’d spent together, this was the first time Ethan was formally introducing me to his family.
But my reaction clearly disappointed him. I quickly said, “Sir, Ma’am, something’s come up. I’m afraid I have to leave.”
No sooner had the words left my mouth than Ethan gripped my wrist firmly, his hold tight.
“Mom, Dad, she’s just joking,” he said with a teasing smile. “You can start dinner. I’ll show her around first.”
Dragging me toward the bedroom on the top floor, he began what he called the “tour.”
I kept glancing at my phone, checking the time again and again, which clearly irritated him.
“Sophia, you used to beg to see the room I grew up in. Now you’re so quiet?” he said, raising an eyebrow.
I shrugged. “It’s nice.”
My vague answer made his brow crease in confusion.
“You keep looking at your phone. Is there something interesting on it?”
“No,” I replied shortly.
Still, Ethan’s face remained tense. Suddenly, he snatched my phone from my hand and held it up to his face.
But the screen flashed a message saying it couldn’t unlock.
Surprised, Ethan asked why it wasn’t recognizing him.
Before I could answer, a sharp, strange noise echoed from outside the window behind me, making us both freeze.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
