All Chapters of My husband's three guests: Chapter 21 - Chapter 27

Lucy walked toward Claire, her eyes still fixed on her as though she were trying to place a memory that had been buried somewhere deep inside her mind. Claire remained still, unsure whether she should introduce herself or wait for the woman who had already seemed to recognize her.“Did Adrian send you?” Lucy asked before Claire could say anything.Claire's lips parted.“No, no I...”Lucy lifted a hand, stopping her before she could finish.“In my office.”There was something about the firmness in her voice that made Claire obey without another question. She followed Lucy inside, and the door closed behind them with a soft click.The office looked different now that Claire was standing inside it. From the hallway, it had seemed like another ordinary legal office, but from this angle, Claire could see the number of cases Lucy was handling. Folders were stacked along one side of the room, some neatly arranged while others leaned against one another as though they had been placed there in

Theo’s eyes flickered toward Claire, then back to DA Lucy.“What are you doing here?” Claire asked.She quickly began gathering the papers spread across the table, stacking them together with nervous hands before stuffing them into her bag.Theo’s eyebrows rose with curiosity.“I was supposed to ask you the same thing,” he said. “I have an appointment.”Claire glanced at Lucy.“With her?”“Yes, Mr. Stone,” Lucy said. “Please come in.”Her voice carried something that made Claire pause.Familiarity.Claire’s eyes narrowed as she looked between them.It seemed like they had known each other before.Could it be...Before the thought could fully form, Theo spoke.“See, Claire, Lucy has been helping me with my parking tickets. I can’t seem to not get one anytime I drive.”Claire slowly turned toward him.“Your parking tickets?”Theo nodded.His hand came down on top of her head.Claire immediately shook it off.“Don’t touch me.”Theo chuckled.Lucy looked between them, but Claire ignored h

Claire chose the coffee shop because it was far enough away from town that she wouldn't have to worry about prying eyes.It was nearly forty minutes from home, tucked away on a quiet street where nobody would recognize her.That was exactly what she wanted.Lately, she had felt a strange crawl beneath her skin whenever Adrian looked at her.His manner toward her had changed.The questions were becoming more frequent.The pauses were becoming longer.Sometimes she caught him watching her when he thought she wasn't paying attention.It was as though he was waiting for her to make a mistake.Claire didn't know if Adrian suspected anything.But she wasn't willing to find out.She parked across the street from the café and remained inside her car for a moment.Her hands rested on the steering wheel.She glanced at the building.Then at the rearview mirror.Nothing.No familiar cars.No one watching.At least, no one she could see.Claire grabbed her bag and stepped out.The café looked ord

The mystery still sat heavily with Claire.She had tried to put it out of her mind.She had tried to focus on ordinary things, on Adrian, on the house, on the life she was supposed to be living.But every time she closed her eyes, she saw the same thing.That name.The name that wasn't Doyle.The name buried inside paperwork connected to the stamp.Someone had been there.Someone who had existed behind the scenes while everything around her seemed to fall apart.And Claire still didn't know who.“Are you listening to me?”Adrian's voice pulled her back.Claire looked at him.They were standing in the foyer, preparing to leave for the merger event between Calloway Enterprise and Doyle Group.“I am.”Adrian adjusted the cuff of his shirt.“Then listen carefully.”Claire said nothing.“Tonight is important.”“I know.”“Calloway Enterprise isn't a small company. Neither is Doyle Group. There will be investors, partners, lawyers, board members, and people from the press.”Claire nodded.Ad