The Billionaire’s Regret
My breath caught in my throat as I looked at him.
“And that is why, as of tonight, my future will no longer include my wife.”
The room stilled. The soft clinking of silverware ceased. My blood ran cold.
Nathan took a sip of his wine, unbothered by the stunned silence, before continuing. “Marriage, like business, demands trust. And trust, once broken, can never be restored.” His expression was calm, too calm. “My wife, the woman I built a life with, the woman I believed in, has betrayed that trust.”