Chapter 65

“Oh my heart,” I watched a girl moan, as she watched Damian from the window. Every girl had ran out from their rooms to watch my husband leave his car with his bodyguards. What some of them wore was thin lacy material over shorts, and others, their pajamas as they crowded the window.

I clicked my tongue, as something lurched in my belly and I felt bile in my throat. I was jealous.

“Damian!” They even called, blowing kisses at him.

Damian in his navy blue suit, Italian shoes and dark shades, simply removed his shades and waved at the girls from downstairs.

Many girls even pretended to faint. I stomped my feet angrily, unable to watch any more of the display. I entered my room with the promise that Damian was definitely going to get it.

Why the hell did he have to wave at them? Couldn’t he have just ignored them and walked off.

… but he is a celebrity who is loved by his fans. He simply couldn’t have ignored them.

Arrgh!

"Sarah, did you see your husband? He is here,” Susan came running