Housewife Gone Wild

I glanced up at him, and he smiled at me. “The older you get, the harder it gets to feel real happiness. Back when we were kids, happiness was simple. Now? Not so much.”

Just as I was about to reply, Mr. Wright suddenly glanced over and said, “Victoria, do you see that group over there? The man leading them is someone really important. I’m going to go say hello.”

I looked up, and a chill ran through me. That face–so much like Ryan’s–could only belong to his uncle, Edward.

“Victoria, want to come along and say hi? I can introduce you. If you get on his good side, you’ll never have to worry about business again,” Mr. Wright offered. He was actually a pretty decent guy. Even though he invited me out for golf, he never gave off any creepy! vibes. It felt more like he was just looking for some company to pass the time.

“Thanks, Mr. Wright, but I’ll sit this one out,” I said. Honestly, running into Edward was the last thing I wanted right now.

Just as Mr. Wright was about to head over, to my surprise, Edward ditched his entourage and came straight toward us with just two people in tow.

I panicked and yanked the brim of my baseball cap down, hoping it would hide my face.

“Ms. Murphy, what a coincidence!” Edward’s presence was so strong, it was impossible to ignore him.

Mr. Wright stepped forward to greet him, and Edward nodded in response.

Mr. Wright shot me a surprised look. “Victoria, you know Mr. Jennings?”

There was no way out, so I forced a smile and faced him head–on. “Hello, Mr. Jennings. Didn’t expect to run into you here.”

brooding. “Could we

Wright shot us a knowing look, his gossip radar practically going

of a game with my client.

and grinned, “Don’t be silly, Victoria. Go on, have your chat with

Wright? Can’t you tell I’m trying to avoid

made it clear I didn’t have

down my golf club and

of Edward’s attendants opened the door to a private

followed him inside, the door closing firmly behind

the door, and a

barrier between Ryan and me–a line of status and class I

meant to bring Ryan any trouble. I was simply grateful for his affection and the support he’d given me at work. Still, I couldn’t help the surge of complicated feelings rising in

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said, already settled into an armchair. His commanding presence made me

a sporty outfit with a short skirt, my legs on full display. Sitting