Audrey’s POV

Seeing Blake’s lips curved with that familiar hint of mockery, eyes watching me like I was some puzzle he enjoyed not

solving

I frowned and turned away, fixing my eyes on the elevator numbers instead of his face.

“If you don’t want to say it, forget it. Next time, don’t make excuses about needing to talk.”

The elevator went quiet. From the corner of my eye, I caught Blake’s eyes narrowing. His presence filled the small space

until I could barely breathe.

I focused on the floor numbers. Fourteen… fifteen… sixteen. My nails dug into my palms. Despite everything, his proximity still affected me.

When the doors opened, I stepped out first, eager to escape.

“Audrey Sinclair.”

I stopped but didn’t turn. “What?”

Silence stretched behind me. I could feel him studying my back. The antiseptic smell mixed with the scent of breakfast I’d bought for William and Felix.

I started walking when he finally spoke, his voice oddly quiet.

there’s no problem, sign

Laurel’s sake,

in divorce, he acted for another woman. What had I

won’t

room. The food

“One more thing.”

I stopped again.

the Four Seasons Hotel,

frowned at his

know what ceremony

– the venue Blake had booked to propose to

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Chapter 107

I said coldly. “What about

you’ll attend. His tone

over my simple blouse and slacks. “Wear

He was planning to propose to Laurel and wanted his soon–to–be ex–wife there

be friends after divorce, or was this

me?

stare. He frowned, walked past

man I once thought hung the moon was a stranger now. Yet the familiar set of his shoulders still

matter. I shook

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