My Husband's Rival Became My Lover
But Lily was already pulling me toward the doors, and I let her.
At the entrance, I looked back once. Travis was still standing there with his hands in his pockets, looking more alone than any billionaire I had ever seen.
I thought that was the end of it.
Then I stepped out into the cold, and a voice spoke behind me.
"Mrs. Hale."
I turned. It was the older man in the gray suit. He had followed us out, and he was alone.
He didn't smile this time.
"I'll say this once," he said quietly, with his eyes on Lily. "Whatever Travis is about to tell you, you won't like it. And before you trust him any further, ask your husband what he did at the logistics subsidiary."