Ninety Four

Asher’s POV

At dinner, all I could stare at was my wife, because she was still my wife anyway. She sat there beside my mother, and my cousin, Fletcher, and she kept laughing at something he was saying to her.

That made me clench my teeth and hands into fists for the whole of the night when I wasn’t eating. I didn't even eat much, I couldn’t, because I couldn’t stop thinking at that long, elegant neck as she threw her head back to laugh.

Now, I sat in my room and all I could do was think about her. She had left as soon as dinner was over and I didn’t even know where she went. I asked Mom where she was but she just looked right through me like I didn’t ask her a question.

I would have asked the staff, but I didn’t want them knowing the situation surrounding our marriage. That wasn’t acceptable at all.

“I just need to sleep to stop thinking about this.” I said to myself.

Only, the sleep wasn’t coming. I just hoped that it would come soon, because honestly, I’ve got to do some stuff in th