Enzo’s POVIt had to be a fucking joke. Because I’d never heard something so absurd in my entire lifetime. “You might not believe it, but it’s true.” He said. “You’ve got to be living in some delusional world if you think Cassie likes you, Raymond.” I said. “No. The only person who is living in a bubble right now is you.” he said, “I’m sorry you have to find out like this, but this is the truth. Your wife moved on and the only reason she is not telling you that is because she doesn’t want you to go nuts again.” I scoffed, “You honestly expect me to believe that crap?”He shook his head, shrugging. “I don’t expect anything from you. But you came to me with questions, so I'm going to give you the answers. All of them. Because it’s about time you know what’s happening.” He brought his hand up to wipe the blood off his face before looking at me again, “When you went under, Cassie was shattered. She had no idea how to go about with life because she was so heavily dependent on you. She
Enzo’s POV I didn’t have to hear more of the story. I was out of that restaurant in a second, took the first cab I found and headed to his office.As soon as I arrived, I made my way straight toward his office room. I’d visited it so many times in the past that I had it was mapped in my brain, and nobody ever stopped me. But now, things were not the same. An annoying blonde woman that sat outside his office quickly sprang to her feet and rushed to block his door. “Hello, where do you think you’re going?” She said, pushing her arms out to block. “Where does it look like I’m going?” I retorted, giving her a ‘don’t mess with me’ look. She gave me the most tight, fake smile known to mankind, “I’m sorry, but you don’t have an appointment.” She said, “I can’t let you in.” “I didn’t ask for your permission.” I said, and stormed past her. To my annoyance, she managed to rush and stand before me again. This time, she grabbed me by my shoulders to stop me. “Hey, stop!” She said, “I’m go
Enzo’s POV As soon as he came, Mark chugged a glass of water. “Sorry I’m late.” He said, still panting. “And thanks for ordering lunch for me. I’m starving.” It was the first time since I woke up that Mark had given me his appointment to meet. It was hard for me to believe that a man who once used to work for me now needed to look into his calendar to tell me if he could grab lunch with me for an hour. “Your new job is treating you well it seems.” I said, leaning back. “It’s covering my bills.” He said, taking a mouthful of that disgusting sandwich he asked me to order. “I wouldn’t mind the extra cash now that I have a wedding to cover.” My eyes narrowed at him, scrutinising the shy smile that was tugging at his lips. “You proposed?” He nodded, “Just yesterday.” “And she said yes?” He gave me an unimpressed look, “What do you think, Enzo?” I shrugged, “I don’t know. She didn’t run it by me.” “She doesn’t need your permission.” “Sure she does. I’m her brother.” “Exactly.”
Cassie’s POV I had gone into Emmy’s room as an excuse, but now, I was regretting it. The truth was, I hated leaving things like this.I knew Enzo had questions. Raymond’s abrupt arrival, our private conversation in the kitchen, Enzo walking in on us, it was all unnecessarily raising suspicion. And as if that wasn’t enough, Raymond tried to take a dig at Enzo several times at the dinner table. I didn’t understand why Raymond thought it was okay to show up unannounced. According to him, he couldn’t leave me alone with Enzo after knowing what he did to me. “You are just overreacting.” I told him in the kitchen. “How am I overreacting?” He said, “He choked you in sleep, Cassie. God forbid, you could’ve passed out. Or worse. Anything could have happened. How are you okay with being under the same roof as him?” “What do you suggest then? Should I move in with you?” “Of course, not. Just get him into a facility. Let him get some help.” “No, thank you.” I said, “I know how to help my
Enzo’s POV I kept staring at her, waiting for her to say something. Waiting for her to own up, give me a chance to forgive her. But it was Raymond that spoke first, “She’s a special woman.”I broke away from her eyes to look at him instead. He was looking at her with longing, “You’re a lucky man.” My jaw clenched. Fisting my palms under the table, I brought myself to say, “Are you jealous?” As soon as the words left my mouth, both of them stilled. He peeled his eyes off to look at me, but he revealed no surprise.He was a smart man. He wouldn’t fall for the bait just yet. “Any man would be.” he said, “Don’t you agree?”I smirked. But not any man would kiss your best friend's wife.I opened my mouth to say exactly that when Cassie interjected. “Hello?” She said, “I’m still here.” Raymond let out a dry laugh. “Aren’t you flattered?” “Not in the slightest.” She said, “Can we start eating? I’m starving.” No matter how much I tried, I couldn't wrap my head around this. It was evid
Enzo’s POV I woke up today feeling like shit. My head was hurting like it was hungover, pounding from inside. “Cassie?” I called out loud as I walked out of the bedroom. No response.I fixed myself a cup of coffee and wandered about, only to realize that she was nowhere to be found. And neither was my daughter. Great. She ran away, and she took our daughter with her. Honestly, I didn’t blame her. And it was perhaps for the better. But her laptop was still here. I frowned and walked toward it. Maybe she forgot it. I was about to close the screen when it lit up. And to my surprise, it was a text from Raymond. I didn’t mean to read it, but I couldn’t help it. ‘I can’t stop thinking about our kiss. Please call me.’ My heart sank. My eyes ran over the text once again. And again. And again. Until I was sure that I read what I read. Our kiss. Suddenly, as the words registered in my brain, I felt bile rise up my throat. Stepping away from the laptop, I shut the screen down. I could