LOGINI had almost finished packing. It was just one suitcase. One laptop bag. A few files for Moscow. Maybe that was what I needed. A fresh city and a fresh routine. And this time…I was determined to make sure no hallway, office or elevators reminded me of Klaire.I would move on in Moscow. Get over these feelings. I would see other women. I would get distracted with work again. That was the easiest way to assure myself, before I went crazy.A knock sounded on my bedroom door. "Come in."Grandmother stepped inside. She looked... different. Her eyes were red, as though she had cried recently.I immediately stood. "Grandmother? Are you fine?”She forced a smile. "I saw her."I frowned. "Saw who?""The young woman. The one I chose for you. I finally found her.”I paused. "You found her?"She nodded slowly. "I did Aleksander.”My heart remained strangely calm. Weeks ago, I would have demanded every detail. Today… It barely mattered.I didn’t want anything to do with that flash marriage again.
"Are you sure we have time for this?" I looked at Lance as he parked outside one of the most luxurious resorts in the city. "Our flight is this evening."He smiled. "We have hours. Enough time to spoil you. My wife deserves to relax before we move halfway across the world."I laughed. "You've become very generous lately.""I've always been.” He leaned over and pinched my cheek. "You were just too stubborn to notice." He had booked a full spa session for me. Massage. Facial treatment. Everything. "You'll thank me later.""I probably will."He was right. The spa was unbelievably peaceful. I actually felt myself relaxing.After my massage… The attendant placed cool cucumber slices over my eyes. "Please remain still for fifteen minutes. We'll be back shortly."I smiled. "Thank you."The room became quiet. A few minutes later… Someone entered the room beside mine.An elderly woman. I couldn't see her. But I could hear her."Oh,..." She laughed softly into her phone. "You worry too much."
And now that Klaire wasn’t here. It felt like none of these mattered anymore. Work didn’t feel the same and nothing…raced my heart. No pretense. No challenge. I realized it was time to make the big decision. The very one I avoided for a while. Moscow. I had to leave for Moscow.If Klaire was starting a new life. I could too.The feelings would leave eventually. I was certain.The branch might still need me, but throwing myself into work thousands of miles away was the only way to forget the woman I couldn't have.Distance. That was what Hale had advised. That was what Grandma said. Distance from Klaire and every memory that reminded me of her.But before I leave I need to end one big thing. The marriage that tied me down. Elise. I needed to proceed with the divorce.I unlocked the drawer in my study and removed the marriage certificate I had recovered from Elise weeks ago. I stared at it for a moment. "What a waste..." I muttered. "This should have ended a long time ago."Thinking of
It had barely ended when we heard footsteps outside the room.Klaire's eyes flew open. "Aleks..."The footsteps stopped. Then came the sound of a keycard sliding into the lock. My heart dropped."Lance." She whispered the name like a warning. Her eyes bulged.And it felt like time stopped. Without thinking, Klaire grabbed my wrist. "This way." She dragged me toward the wardrobe."There isn't enough spa…""There is."Before I could protest, she pulled the wardrobe doors open and shoved me inside. The space was ridiculously small.Our shoulders collided. She quickly climbed in after me and shut the doors.She'd also taken off the evening jacket and shawl she had been wearing from the hanger and covered me with it.Darkness swallowed us.The door clicked open. "Klaire?" Lance’s voice echoed through the dark room. "Are you here?"Outside, Lance called again. "Klaire?"She quickly placed a finger over my lips. "Don't. Say. Anything” She mouthed.I nodded and we remained perfectly still.Th
One week. That was how long I had successfully stayed away from Aleksander. No accidental meetings at work.Whenever I needed to deliver reports that I hadn’t rounded up, I left them with Hale. Whenever a meeting required both of us, I found an excuse to attend virtually or send someone else.It was childish. But necessary.Every day I remind myself…that I was married and I was leaving…and everything had to end now. But the more I tried to forget him, the more he stuck to my mind.“This tie or this one?” Lance held up two options. I blinked, realizing I’d drifted into another thought. I smack the gloss on my lips and turned to him. “The blue.”He smiled. “I knew you’d pick this one.” He quickly put it on before walking over to me. “You look beautiful.”I smiled politely. “Thank you.”His boss’s son was getting married. Apparently, almost every influential business family had been invited. It was a two-day celebration. Since the venue was hours away from the city, every guest would b
I didn’t go to work. For the first time in years…I deliberately avoided my company.What I avoided, was the possibility of seeing Klaire.Grandmother found me sitting alone in the garden. She stood behind me for a while before speaking. “So… You’ve decided to hide.”I smiled bitterly. “I’m taking a day off.”“You?” She laughed. “The man who once attended a board meeting with a fractured wrist?”I remained silent. She walked around and sat opposite me. “This is about that girl, Klaire.”I rubbed my forehead. “Grandmother…” I looked toward her and embarrassment washed over me. “I kissed her.”She stared at me blankly.“You don’t understand.” I looked at her. “Klaire is married.”“What?”I nodded slowly. “She’s married.”Grandmother said nothing. Then she leaned back and sighed deeply. “Oh…That…is bad.”Very bad.She looked genuinely disappointed. Not in me, but in the situation. “I wondered why you were fighting yourself so much.This explains everything.”I nodded. “I never chase marrie
“Let's get divorced.”The grocery bag dropped from my hand as my entire body froze. Oranges rolled across the apartment hallway while a carton of eggs burst open beside my feet, but I could only stare at the text glowing on my screen.My husband wanted a divorce.My husband.The man I had legally m
“Klaire?” Immediately the elevator stopped, Elise’s voice resounded through the quiet hallway. My eyes widened. But before I could react, Mr. Vilmorre moved.Very fast.One second I was standing in the hallway, The next I was pulled into a corner beside the office wall. My back hit the surface soft
His smile immediately faded as Mr Hale said those words and he retracted his hand from mine.His expression was rather confusing. Was he angry? Did he not have a good relationship with his grandmother?"Grandmother?" He repeated flatly, stepping forward and completely blocking view.Before Mr Hale
“So how did it go? Did you meet your new bride? Do you like her?” My grandmother’s eager eyes made my shoulders stiff. I moved to her bed and sat down with a small sigh. “How are you feeling today, Granny? Does your chest still hurt?” I asked her. Her eyes narrowed briefly at me. “I am fine, Lex





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