Chapter 188.

Jenna's POV

I watched the door close behind me as Eddie left the guest suite. I listened to his footsteps and waited until they faded away before I wiped away the fake tears that I had allowed to roll down my cheeks with my fingers. A smile spread across my face and I let out a small laugh as I walked over to the bed and plopped down on it.

I could not believe that he fell for my act. But then, despite the fact that the whole world knew him as a cold, rigid, wealthy billionaire, I knew from years of being married to him that he was a softie when it came to women crying.

I rolled over on the bed and looked up at the ceiling, thinking about what I had to do next. Nothing I had told Eddie was true.

The truth was a meticulously crafted web of lies, designed to snag Eddie back into my orbit.

Pathetic, really. The man who built a financial empire couldn't sniff out a sob story as transparent as a Tiffany window.

This guest wing was more than comfortable; it was decadent.

My gaze swept ac