Chapter 48

He waited for gratification to hit him, but all he felt was something akin to guilt, although why that should be the case he couldn’t begin to fathom. Dianne had left him. After three years of his lavishing his money on her, helping her to improve herself, supporting her, giving her everything she desired, she’d refused him a child.

After three years of stringing him along, dangling the promise of a child over his head, she’d finally admitted the truth. She didn’t want to have his baby.

Their whole marriage had been a lie, reduced to nothing but a cauldron of recrimination and hate.

And now she had the nerve to ask for his help.

Yet, staring at her now, her skin as pure as alabaster under the moonlight, Taylor had to clench his hands into fists and hold them tightly to his sides to prevent them reaching out to touch her.

The first time he’d met her, he’d just taken over the running of the Moore Hotel chain, the family business run by his father until he’d suffered a major stroke. Desp