“What a shame about that ring. I spent five million on our wedding band,
and now it’s just a free gift to that little girl.”
I put down my phone and went right back to organizing the documents I needed for tomorrow’s meeting.
Emily jumped up in disbelief.
“Sophia, you’ve completely lost it. Seriously—your husband is out there cheating and all you care about is a ring?”
I found her nagging tiresome, so I pushed her out of my study.
“Go binge your drama shows.”
For several days straight, I didn’t bother asking Ethan about anything.
On the third day, after closing a deal and finally kicking off my heels,
I was ready to collapse into bed when my secretary knocked on the door.
“Ms. Carter, there’s a girl outside asking to see you.”
At a Starbucks café, Chloe Adams sat across from me, one leg crossed over the other.
Her young face was painted with flawless makeup, her expression dripping with disdain.
“Sophia Carter, I’m sure you know who I am by now.”
She tossed several intimate photos onto the table.
“Ethan loves me.”
“We’ve been together for six months—ninety-two dates, eighty-nine times in bed.
Twenty-eight of those in hotels, and five in your own house.”