Semua Bab SECRETLY MARRIED TO HER BILLIONAIRE BOSS: Bab 121 - Bab 130

I barely said a word on the drive home which caused more suspicion. Lance noticed. “You’ve been quiet.”“I’m just tired.” I mentioned.He glanced at me before returning his attention to the road. “Work?”I nodded. “Work.”Basically, it wasn’t really a lie. The stress, the problem, the guilt, Elise’s arrest, was all stemming from my workplace.But one especially had a major impact. It was on one stolen kiss.No…Three kisses.What was wrong with me? I was a married woman and it seemed I only get to realize it when Lance comes into the picture. Without him around, my mind seem to sway elsewhere. Which wasn’t supposed to be!Even if my marriage wasn’t perfect…Even if Lance had been distant… Even if Aleks had made me feel seen in a way no one ever had… None of it justified what I’d done.I had crossed a line. And worst of all…I hadn’t regretted it.And that frightened me more than anything.Lance reached over and gently squeezed my hand. “You really are exhausted.”“I think so.”“Go home

I arrived at work earlier than usual. Part of me hoped I would see him. Another part prayed I wouldn’t. After yesterday’s conversation, I wasn’t sure which outcome would hurt less.When I stepped out of the elevator toward his office, His secretary looked up from her desk. “Mr. Vilmorre isn’t in yet.”I nodded. “I see.” For some reason… my chest tightened.Good. This was better.If I saw him, I wasn’t sure I would have the strength to go through with what I’d decided. Avoidance was crazy. I walked straight toward Hale’s office. He was reading through a contract when I knocked.“Come in.” He looked up. “Klaire? You look serious.”“I need a favor.”He gestured for me to sit. Instead…I placed a white envelope on his desk. He frowned. “What is this?”“My resignation.”His smile disappeared. He looked from the envelope…to me. “…What?”“I’ve decided to leave Vilmorre Enterprise.”For several seconds…Hale simply stared.Then he slowly pushed the envelope back toward me. “I don’t accept it.”

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

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

I 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.