Back then, I'd panicked. I caved immediately, promised I'd never bring up divorce again.
And what happened?
He turned around and went straight to Lucy Stephens.
This time, I wasn't falling for it.
Everyone in the conservatory was frozen in shock.
Matriarch Farley shot to her feet. "Sylvester! Put that gun down!"
I stood rooted to the spot too.
In my last life, he'd kept himself pure for Lucy, even walked away from the board of directors for her. It had never occurred to me that he would use something like this to corner me.
Where had things gone off track?
Was it because I hadn't clung to him the way I did before, so his pride was wounded?
Or was this simply what happened when the young master of the Farley family got rejected and couldn't stomach the humiliation?
Matriarch Farley was frantic. She shot me a look, eyes wide with urgency.
"Rose! Talk some sense into him!"
I couldn't move.
I didn't want to walk down that same road again.
The conservatory was so quiet it was suffocating. The only sound was the low, steady hum of the greenhouse ventilation system.
Sylvester's gaze locked onto me, unrelenting, waiting for my answer.