36 The Deal Is Off

Han's Pov

I was in the living room, flipping through a magazine, my mind elsewhere, when Richard called me to his study.

His voice was icy, as always. I’d learned early on that he didn’t have feelings for me—he never had. I was just a pawn in his game, a tool to make his wife, Ava, jealous.

But I’d hoped that, over time, I could change that. Now, as I made my way to his study, I felt a cold dread settle in my stomach.

When I entered, Richard was sitting behind his desk, his expression unreadable.

He didn’t even look up from the papers in front of him as I walked in. He simply gestured for me to sit.

“Han,” he began, still not looking at me, “our arrangement is over.”

The words hit me like a slap. I felt my heart drop, but I forced myself to stay composed. “What do you mean, over?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

He finally looked up, his eyes cold. “I mean, you no longer need to pretend to be my girlfriend.

This… arrangement has served its purpose, and it’s ti