All Chapters of Too Tender For The Tycoon's World: Chapter 21 - Chapter 25

BastienSince he’d paid me an unexpected visit at my home, I decided to do the same to him.My driver pulled up to the gates, and I stepped out to speak with the guard. After a brief conversation, he let me pass into the courtyard. It was a nice building, the luxury understated and tasteful. It was an expensive piece of property, but it was nowhere near as expensive as mine.I was even more impressed that Fleur had left it all behind to start over on her own.Fuck, she was so hot.There was a fountain in the center, potted plants and hydrangeas spread around. It looked like a spot for lunch, when the sun was directly overhead and the wind was blocked by three walls.One of his staff approached me. “I’ll take you inside, sir.”“He can meet me here. It’ll only take a moment.” I wouldn’t set foot into the house of my enemy. Not when I despised him so deeply.The man gave a nod then stepped into the home.I waited, the courtyard well lit despite the late hour. It was almost midnight, so t

“We were there for less than ten minutes⁠—”“It’s over.”He followed me into the apartment. “You said you would try.”“And I did try.” I turned back around. “You know how hard it was for me to go down there? No one gets married expecting to get divorced, but I really thought we would last. I really thought we were different—like a freakin’ idiot.”“We are different.”“No, we aren’t. We’re just another couple where the husband fucks around because he’s rich and thinks his wife will just put up with it.”“It was one time.”“That’s what you say…”“Fleur—”“I’m so fucking done with this.” I threw up my hands in frustration. “I don’t want to be married to you anymore, Adrien. I don’t want to try. I just want to move on. Stop forcing me to do something I don’t want to do. If you love me, you’ll let me go. If you’re the man you say you are, you won’t use your resources to block my attempts to be free of you.”Adrien was rooted to the spot, looking cornered like I was the one who came at him.

Bastien walked me to the lobby door hidden between the two rows of hedges. There was a mist in the air, visible in the lights outside the buildings, drops of rain so light they floated like snow. “I’ll leave you here.”I scanned my phone into the computer so the lock on the door released. It was as heavy as the gates to an old keep, something that couldn’t be broken down by a herd of Clydesdales. I looked at him standing in the mist like the cold didn’t bother him at all, didn’t leave bumps on his arms as his body tightened to stop the heat from escaping. “Why?”That boyish smile moved in that rugged, manly face. “I assumed you needed some time.”“I do.” There wasn’t a word to accurately describe the way I felt, a mixture of sorrow and unstoppable rage. There was a special kind of anger felt by women who had to leave their lying husbands. Wished I knew what that word was. “But I also want you to stay.” How could I be so heartbroken over one man but so desperate for another? How could