I don't have a pass

Rowan remained rooted in place, her gaze scanning the area in search of a familiar face. Time seemed to stretch on endlessly, yet no one she knew came into view. She contemplated leaving, tempted to give up on her quest. However, the possibility of encountering David's assistant, with whom she had interacted before, kept her lingering.

But she couldn't simply introduce herself as David's wife to the security personnel. The contract that bound them together prevented her from doing so. The memory of David's words from the day before their marriage resurfaced in her mind, his tone dripping with arrogance and pride.

The rules are clear if you want to bear the title of Mrs. Donovan. Your way of life must be pure, without scandal. I don't want to hear about any involvement with another man during the two years you bear my surname. You are not allowed to befriend any man, and you must keep your identity as Mrs. Donovan hidden until we divorce."

Rowan couldn't help but pout as she reflecte