Chapter 14

Sarah

I slowly turn around, planning to tiptoe out of here. I feel like I heard something I shouldn't have, even though I barely heard anything.

"Who is out there?"

I halt. How can he know through the closed door? It is made of thick wood!

I take two more steps, contemplating if I should run.

"Sarah?"

Dammit...how does he know!?

"Get in here, NOW!" he demands.

I find myself slowly turning around as I don't have the guts to defy his commanding tone. I creak open the door and step into his study.

Vincent's piercing gaze bore into me as he demands, "What were you up to out there, Sarah?"

My heart skips a beat as I bite my lower lip, unable to look away from his piercing stare. And wait, when did he start wearing glasses? Suddenly, my asshole husband looks more like a hot and irresistible professor.

"Sarah?" he repeats, his voice firm.

I blink, snapping back to reality. "Oh, I, um, I was just meditating."

"Meditating...outside my study?" Vincent asks and gives me a blank stare.

"Yes. The