Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Cheating CEO Husband Wants Me Back : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

DOMINIC POV I went back to the same bar because it was the only place in this city that didn't remind me of myself. I couldn't stand the desperate man dialing dead numbers, the fool chasing radius maps and utility records like they might somehow bring her voice back on the line.The men talking about Reyes the other night weren't here tonight. I never expected them to be. I ordered scotch, then another. The bartender stopped asking if I wanted water on the side somewhere around the third one.I stared at my own reflection warped in the bottles lined up behind the bar and thought about the sound of her voice cutting out mid-sentence, then a voice snapped me back to reality. "What kind of perfume do you wear?"I turned, and a woman had settled onto the stool beside me without noticing, her dark hair loose around her shoulders. She was holding a glass of red wine already half gone in her hand. "It's cologne," I said, my voice coarsed than I meant it to sound. "Not perfume.""Fine. Col

CATHERINE POV My phone rang before I'd even made it to the elevator. Adrian.I almost didn't answer. I answered anyway, my voice flat. "How did you know I was going to New York?""That doesn't matter right now.""It matters to me.""Catherine, listen to me." His voice was tight, urgent in a way I hadn't heard from him since the hospital five years ago. "Don't get on that plane. Please, not until you hear what I have to tell you.""You've had five years to tell me things, Adrian. Why now?""Because now you're about to walk into something you can't walk away from." A pause, heavy enough that I could hear him breathing on the other end. "It's about your father. The real reason he died."I stopped walking. "I'm listening.""It wasn't an accident," he said. "You already suspected that. What you don't know is who gave the order.""Tell me.""Richard Moretti."The name hit harder than I expected, even having half-guessed it already. "Dominic's father.""Your father found out what was really

CATHERINE POV The hum of the private terminal was more quiet than any commercial gate, just the low whir of the jet's engines idling on the tarmac beyond the glass, waiting for me. My pilot had already confirmed our flight clearance and we'd be wheels up within the hour.I stood at the window, my nag in hand, watching the lights blink along the runway."Catherine."I turned frozen, seeing Adrian standing in the doorway. His coat half-buttoned like he'd dressed in the car on the way here. "Adrian. How did you even get to be in here?""I still have friends at this airfield. That's not the point." He crossed the room fast, ignoring the pilot's assistant who hovered near the hangar door. "I couldn't say what I needed to say over the phone.""I already told you. I'm going.""Not until you hear this in person.""The jet's ready," I said, glancing past him toward the tarmac, toward the sleek shape waiting under floodlights. "I don't have time for this.""Then make time." His voice cracked i

CATHERINE POV I didn't move from the hallway floor for a long time. The maid hovered somewhere behind me, murmuring apologies I couldn't hear past the roaring in my own ears.Dylan's room first. I crawled across the carpet on my knees, too weak to trust my legs, and pressed my palm flat against the dent his head still left in the pillow. Warm. He'd only been gone an hour or maybe less.On his nightstand sat the spy trap he and Adrian had built in the garden days ago, strings and sticks tangled together, abandoned mid-project. I picked it up with shaking hands, remembering his fierce little concentration, his certainty that no one could ever outsmart him.Someone had outsmarted all of us.I set it down gently, the way you'd handle something sacred and moved to Sera's room next.Her stuffed rabbit lay half-fallen off the bed, one ear bent when she slept too hard and kicked it loose. I picked it up and held it against my chest, breathing in the smell of her lavender shampoo and somethin

DOMINIC POV Marcus killed the engine a quarter mile from the villa gates and nodded at the road ahead. "This is as close as we get without being seen."I stared down the dark stretch of pavement. Somewhere past those trees, behind that iron could be the woman I'd been chasing for a month."Sir, you haven't slept in two days.""I'm fine.""You're not." He kept his voice low. "Go eat something. I'll watch the road, if anything moves, you'll hear from me in thirty seconds."My phone lit up in my palm. Ella. “ Let me at the same bar tonight, nine o'clock. The offer stands. No pressure, Dominic.”I'd told her I would try, even though I never meant it."One hour," I said.She was already there on the same stool, with two glasses of wine sweating on the counter. The bar hadn't changed. Same amber light, same worn wood, same bartender wiping the same glass."You came," she said, delighted, as if I'd done something heroic."You said it was only an hour.""I said no such thing. But I'll take i