After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

lan’s eyes fluttered open.

Yolanda set the book aside and kept her voice low. “I’m heading back to Beloris. You’ve got your mountain shoot today. Call me if anything comes up.”

Ian’s gaze dropped as she turned to leave, but then he was suddenly on his feet, catching up to her near the entrance pillars. “Yolanda.”

She paused. Last night had clearly left its mark on him. At his age, still untouched, that first kiss must have shaken him. With his quiet demeanor, she doubted he’d had many girls in his life.

She exhaled sharply. “Let’s just pretend nothing had happened. I’m your agent first. When you return to Beloris next month, I’ll introduce you to Simone. She’s promised you an audition.”

Without waiting for a reply, she slid into her car and clicked her seatbelt into place.

The post–storm light was murky, the hotel’s glow casting a hazy halo around his tousled hair. He lingered beside the car, studying her for a long moment before murmuring, “Drive safe.”

She offered a faint smile, echoed “Yeah, and pulled away.

In the rearview mirror, she watched him stand motionless until her car vanished around the bend. Her knuckles whitened on the steering wheel.

Heat prickled her cheeks. It was ridiculous, really. Ian was everything a rising star should be: breathtaking looks, a killer physique, and raw talent.

But nothing could happen. Not with her marriage. Not with the Grant name hanging over her. Last night was a mistake. One she’d force herself to forget.

Yolanda arrived home after 10 a.m. The maid blinked in surprise when she walked in. It was unusual for her to have stayed out all night. “Mrs. Sinclair, you weren’t home yesterday?”

Yolanda gave a vague nod, heading upstairs to shower and change before meeting Megan at the studio.

Megan, freshly discharged from the hospital, was already there making renovation plans about the new layout and fresh decor. They browsed design catalogs while coordinating with contractors, aiming to start renovations that afternoon.

She took one look at Yolanda’s flushed cheeks and smirked. “I remember someone wasn’t home last night. What’s with that just got properly laid‘ glow then?”

froze mid–reach for a

at other women? That smug little smile of yours could

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cut in, clamping a hand over Megan’s mouth. “Save the R–rated

dissolved into laughter, and then sobered abruptly.

you guys?”

for money. He even swung

she sank onto the couch. “We met in college,” she sighed, “He was student council president back then. He wasn’t

film, Megan at a top–five national school for planning. So Yolanda didn’t know Megan’s

nostalgia, Yolanda knew, was a stubborn stain. She let it drop, turning

construction crew.

After a quick briefing, the renovation was underway, filling

items into a bag and handed it to Yolanda. “Could you take this? With all the people in and out

of guilt, but she took the bag without a

Keep a close eye on

bag and opened the

by the curb, studying her. “You seem off today. Did lan do

tired from the drive, Yolanda said, taking a

eye. “You know, Ian really is gorgeous. Just saying, Charles has his fun. Why shouldn’t you? I bet Ian wouldn’t

was sharp,

in mock surrender.

Yolanda pulled away from the curb

when her phone lit up with a new message. It was from lan: [Headed up

the wheel. She remembered his

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