All Chapters of Divorced My Cheating Husband & Fell For His Twin: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The Holloway penthouse was at the very top of the Crawford building, which overlooked most of the Upper East Side. From the moment the building came into view, I could tell that we were in for a spectacle. But when Ethan narrowed his eyes at the building, I leaned over and placed a hand on his lap. "Are you okay?" I asked. He shrugged nonchalantly, but it was obvious that something was pissing him off. I sensed there was some sort of history between the Reynards and the Holloways, but I wasn't to ask him about it right now. Rachel and Blake were in the back seat, and I didn’t want to make a scene after the discussion we’d had earlier. He was having a rough day, and it was my job to make him feel better. “What happened to the old geezer?” Blake called from the backseat. “I haven’t heard anything about him in ages.”“He likes to keep a low profile,” I said. “Ever since Nate took over the business, he’s more of a silent partner now. He only checks in every once in a while when there’s

Never in my entire life have I ever done anything as quickly as I did with finalizing the Holloway deal. To be completely honest, I was barely paying attention to anything that was said at the table. All I cared about was the yes, and once they signed the papers we'd come along with, everything was set. And now I could devote my complete attention to the hottest man I'd ever met. I was a mess as I hurried over to the elevator, barely paying attention to Rachel and Blake as they said they wanted to hang out a bit longer. When Nathaniel Holloway tried to run after me, I ducked behind a large man wearing a turban and rushed to Ethan's side. He was already standing in front of the elevator, and when he turned to face me, a shiver ran down my spine. He looked so handsome with three buttons undone, his bare chest looking so inviting. A shadow hung over his eyes, making him look so sexy that my brain couldn't properly function. I was so turned on at that moment that a part of me wanted hi

I rushed into the office, thinking there was an emergency. Nate hadn’t answered my calls, and I thought something had gone seriously wrong. Even though I didn’t want to leave Ethan, he told me that he understood that I had to leave, and he even walked me to the cab. I was panicking by then, thinking the deal was about to be called off. So imagine my surprise when I walked into the conference room and find Nate sitting at the table casually, feet up on the table like he owned the fucking building, and a few faces I recognized from the party last night sitting with him and laughing at something he’d said. What the actual fuck?Nate lifted his head and noticed that I was standing right there, and a grin spread across his face as he said, “Oh, hi, Livia. Fancy meeting you here.” “What’s going on?” I asked. “Your text made it sound like something urgent was going on.”“Sorry about that,” he said. “I just needed to make sure you would get here on time. We need this deal finalized today,

“Toothbrush?”“Check.”“Makeup kit?”“Check.”“Fishing gear?”“Check.”“Sexy lingerie?”“Check.”“Secret gift that will definitely make you the best girlfriend ever?”“Check,” I said, waving the package in front of Rachel. We were standing by the door, waiting for Ethan to pick me up so we could head to the cabin together. Storm clouds were gathered in the sky, and it was clearly going to rain soon. I was looking forward to sleeping during the drive, because I was fully exhausted. I’d stayed up all night planning an itinerary for us, as well as checking the town below the mountain to see if there were any fun activities we could do so we wouldn’t get bored. But apart from a local book club and a flea market, there was nothing else to see or do. And that was exactly what I wanted. Having Ethan all to myself was like an early Christmas gift. Finally, I wouldn’t have to deal with that awful feeling every time he had to leave, and I felt like my world was going to implode without him. I

Much to Ethan's dismay, we didn't end up showering together. Even though I knew that was what he wanted, I just couldn't stand the idea of us doing that while I was exhausted and smelled like sweat. Besides, knowing him, we wouldn't just be showering. After that, I set about making lunch. There were a few spices in the pantry and some spaghetti, with some corned beef in the fridge and some cheese. While I cooked, Ethan came over and helped me with the vegetables. We'd found the audio system in the house, and Ethan linked it to his Spotify so we could listen to music while we worked. To my surprise, he was an expert in the kitchen. He showed me how to hold the knife and slice the spinach in thin strips, and he knew the exact amount of spice to use so the sauce wouldn't turn out too sweet. "Where did you learn how to do this?" I asked."I spent a summer in Italy learning how to cook," he said with a shrug. "There was this pop-up culinary school that I attended with some friends, and