Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Dante's POV.
I glanced at my wristwatch to gage what time it was lending my ear to whatever
Pheobe was speaking about.
“Next we can stop by at the boutique. I need a few new dresses for the upcoming
social season.” Pheobe did that thing with her fingers against my arm hoping her
contact would prevent me from refusing her request.
She always had a knack for spending and she knew well how to splurge but it
was a good thing I made more than any woman could spend. It didn’t matter as
long as she was around. I shook of the feeling of disconnect that had been there
since Pheobe return. A man needed time to readjust and full embrace such a
shift.
“Whatever you want.” I offered her a half smile then reached in to my blazer
pocket for my phone.
I read through a few emails from my assistant then clicked on some videos about
world politics while Pheobe told the chauffer where to pull over.
The car came up to a halt and the back door was held open for either of us.
Pheobe had already gotten out but not without rushing me along. I sighed then
went to place my phone back in to my blazer when it vibrated.
My thumb slid across the screen to find a text from the one person I was not
expecting any sort of communication from. The message she left was far worse
than I ever thought it could be.
Sophia was asking me to send through the divorce papers expressing her great
eagerness to sign it. My jaw clenched tightly without me realising it and I was
furious. I wanted this. I wanted her to do exactly what she was saying but her
sending me such a message made me unexplainably uneasy.
Why did she want to leave so willingly all of a sudden? Back in my office she was
begging me to reconsider and choose her yet days later she has a strong change
of mind.
Where the heck has she even been these past three days? Did she have some
secret lover filling her head? I knew she hadn't left yet because her things were
dumped on to the bed in a rather untidy manner but I didn’t question it.
I didn't think I loved her at all and I still don't think so. It was always Pheobe that I
wanted then why was this irking me as much as it was.
My door was pulled open but I was determined to type back a response asking
her to
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meet me.
“Darling, come on. I've been standing out here forever. Surely your business can
wait until later.” Pheobe impatiently looked at me from the paving she had been
standing
on.
I groaned, shoved my phone back in to my blazer pocket before stepping out of
the car to endure Go d knows how long at this boutique.
Thankfully, she had only taken about an hour but she managed to buy nearly half
of the boutique in that time. I swiped my card and left to get some air still feeling
a little unsettled from Sophia's message.
“Thank you so much for all these dresses.” Pheobe’s voice caught me off guard
as she got in to the car beside me. “I think you deserve a treat.” Her eyes
became slan ted. accompanying her seductive tone as she leaned closer to me.
Her I*ps pressed against my n*eck before she moved to place a lingering k*ss
over my jaw right before she aimed my own I*ps but something within me made
me turn my face away enough so her I*ps landed on the corner of my cheek.
“Later, Pheobe.” My hand touched her arm to gently push her away and I hated
that I felt nothing when I touched her. I didn’t feel that electric current like when I
touched...
I shook my head refusing to admit it even to myself.
After an afternoon of throwing myself in to work in hopes that it would ease this n
ig gling feeling within me, I decided to call it a day and head back home. It was
rather late and there was no one else in the building but I made my exit.
When I had gotten home, I si*pped in through the front door as quietly as
possible hoping to venture past Sophia's room. Perhaps the maids could
rearrange and pack her things back in to place. However that was not an option.
Sophia's bedroom was completely cleaned out and devoid of any of the things
that claimed the space as hers. Her smell no longer lingered in the air neither
had a single article of her possession could be spotted. She actually moved out.
The realisation left an acrid taste in my mouth that refused to wash out no matter
how
think that once the dust settled. empty.
hard I swallowed. I didn’t expect to feel this way. I did.
and my decision became a reality that I would feel so...
She was gone and I didn't know when I would ever get to see her again or if I
ever would. It all felt like it happened too fast. I expected more of a fight from her.
I expected to see her at least once more before we called it quits for good.
Before I knew what I was doing, my phone was in my hand and my finger tapped
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against her name. I pressed the phone to my car as it rang awaiting her to
answer the phone just so I could hear her voice again. I didn't know what I was
going to say but maybe it will go along the lines of us meeting to discuss the
finality of the divorce.
My grip tightened around the phone when it rang for far too long. Sophia didn’t
answer and it seemed like she had no interest in doing so either. I tried again
then two more times but to no avail.
The next few days felt like agony and the weeks that followed were worse. What
was wrong with me?! How could I he feeling this way over Sophia.
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