With a comfortable silence falling over us, we get back to work, pushing our way through the boring numbers, descriptions, and data. Ethan stays even closer to me throughout the entire process, sometimes touching me when he leans in. His hand brushes mine, then his arm presses against me, and he eve
Fiona Rolling over, I feel for Ethan. I open my eyes and look around the room, feeling a sense of déjà vu hits me when I find myself alone. However, after I sit up, I notice a piece of paper on the bedside table with a set of keys. My stomach flips as I scramble across the bed, grabbing the note
“Right here,” Ryan says. He points at the screen on the far right, and I lean in. “While Fiona was on her lunch break and you were in a meeting, Angela snuck in and tampered with the paperwork.” The video runs through the scenario just how Ryan said, with Angela sitting at Fiona’s desk. She looks
Fiona After a surprisingly pleasant day at work, and a nice dinner with Ethan, I drive home with a gooey, warm feeling in my body. Throughout the whole day, Ethan was extra attentive, making sure I had anything I needed or stopping by my desk at random times. It’s different from his hovering yest
“It’s your fault I lost my money and now I’ve been demoted at work!” She yells, lunging forward and shoving me back. The sudden aggression catches me off guard, and I fall back, my butt hitting the hard floor. “What the hell, Jessica!?” I scream. “How is you getting demoted related to me?” I force
Fiona Looking down at the gorgeous navy-blue gown Isla picked out for me, I wonder how she talked me into going to this promotion party. Originally, I told her I wouldn’t go, but since then I’ve thought a lot. I told Isla I didn’t really feel like celebrating Jack or anything he does, but she ar
I don’t want to interrupt him, so I take Isla by the arm and drag her to the bar. “Is it always that heated between you two?” “Well, it’s been a bit more heated since he came back from his trip,” I admit, stepping up to the bar. “What can I get for you two lovely ladies?” The bar tender asks,
Fiona Staying far enough behind that I don’t get caught, I follow Jessica and Angela down the hallway, ducking behind a door when one of them turns around. I can’t hear their whispers, but with the way they glance over their shoulders, they’re up to something. They finally walk into the bathroom
I take the moment to glance at Jack, who has become pale with surprise. I almost laugh. If he hadn’t fired his lawyer and if he’d bothered to look through the submitted evidence, he would have seen the evidence. “I will take this into consideration, Mr. Adair, but as you know, I have no jurisdicti
Fiona I adjust my pantsuit one last time before following Mr. Adair into he courtroom. After one hearing two days ago, we are finally entering the final divorce hearing. There were some issues at the first hearing with Jack’s lawyer, so the judge had to order us to reconvene today. As Mr. Adair
Jack’s eyes widen. “Have you forgotten everything you’ve done, Jack? You’re the one who ripped our marriage apart, not me,” I growl, stalking forward. “You chose to do the exact opposite of what you vowed on that very beautiful wedding day. You’re the one who stopped putting time and effort into o
Fiona My eyes fly to the door, but there’s no escape unless I go through Jack. Maybe I should’ve eaten with Ethan. Anything would be better than Jack showing up. In fact, he shouldn’t even be in this building. “What are you doing here, Jack?” I demand, putting as much confidence into my voice, l
My gut churns. It could be a lie, I remind myself. It’s what I wanted. Liar, a voice in my head whispers. It’s right. I hate the idea of their marriage moving forward. Angela opens her mouth like she’s going to say more, but I can’t listen to her anymore. I already have enough trouble with wha
Fiona “Please have this correspondence sent out to the Mercy Medical Company as soon as possible,” I tell Patrice, the older mail lady. She smiles at me and pats my hand. “Honey, you didn’t have to come all the way down to the mail room. You could’ve called me to come get this from you,” she say
“Fiona,” he greets as I step off the elevator. I offer my best smile, but even I can tell it’s not as genuine as it usually is. “What did you find?” I ask as soon as we make it into his office. “The lab sent back the forged signature as well as your samples. They wrote an official letter stating
Fiona Grabbing my bag, I make my way to the elevator. I chance one more glimpse at Ethan’s office, but it’s still empty. He didn’t come back after the meeting, and I didn’t look for him. We both need time to assess the situation in order to make the correct decisions. No matter how much my heart
How can he make a claim like that if he’s going to marry someone else? He can’t have it both ways. It’s either me or her, and he has more to gain and less to lose if he’s with her. Closing my eyes, I pull back. Unlike Chris, the wolf lets me pull away. His fingers linger for a moment, but when I