The Girl He Left Behind Chapter 03

The Girl He Left Behind Chapter 03

Caspian was born with a silver spoon—even more privileged than Evan.

In public, he was aloof, untouchable, refined.

That’s what I thought too.

We barely exchanged a word in private.

After college, I landed a job. As it turned out, the company was part of Caspian’s family empire.

He became my boss—more or less. The distance between us just grew.

We only grew closer about a month ago.

When I received news of Evan’s disappearance, I was devastated.

Caspian, feeling guilty as the one who’d suggested the mountain trip, offered to look after me in Evan’s stead.

But he was a little too thorough.

He cooked three meals a day himself and served them to me.

I felt awkward and told him: “Caspian, this really isn’t your fault. Evan loves the outdoors—he’d have gone to the mountain with or without you.”

“His parents aren’t blaming you, so why would I?”

“Go back to your own life. I really don’t need—PUT DOWN THAT BRA!”

I lunged, ripping it out of his hands.

“I can wash these myself!”

Caspian looked dead serious. “I’m better at laundry. Are you sure you don’t want my help?”

“Absolutely not!”

I was too mortified to notice him hiding his hands behind his back, rubbing them with a look of disappointment.

When did I discover Caspian’s other side?

It must have been around midnight when I woke up to use the bathroom.

That’s when I realized Caspian was still there.

I crept toward the guest room. Through the crack in the door—

There he was. Shirtless. Lean muscles tense under the dim light.

One hand held my lace camisole. The other was blocked by the cabinet.

His back was taut, veins standing out on his arms.

I gasped.

Caspian whipped his head around.

The moment he saw me, his throat bobbed—a low, trembling sound escaped.