Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 57

Usually, when I woke up I was being held in the arms of my husband. I would be wrapped up and warm in his embrace but here I was alone, without his warmth. That was the first sign that I knew that last night was not just going to be forgotten.

We had not said a word to each other the entire way home. And when we got to our room we didn’t even speak. I got ready for bed and he excused himself saying that he had work that he needed to attend to.

I wanted to follow after him and clean up the mess I had made but I knew that he wanted space right then. He was mad and when Damon was mad he needed to be left alone to breathe, I was the last person he wanted to be conversing with

When I woke up I had been planning to speak to him. I planned an apology and everything but he wasn’t there. I went downstairs and found him gone.

It was bad this time. I tried texting and calling but his phone was going unanswered. He was really mad and for the first time, I was worried about what this could do to our marriage.

I knew that we were solid and nothing would break us so easily but this was something else entirely. It had never gotten to the point where we were ignoring each other.

And now I was on a plane headed to Vancouver to view a site for the next 48 hours. I hadn’t even spoken to my husband before I left.

Me: Baby, I know you’re mad and I messed up. I’m so sorry and I promise when I get back I will make it up to you.

Me: I’m boarding the plane now. I’ll see you in three days. I love you.

Me: Baby, please talk to me. Let me know you’re okay at least. Have you eaten? Will you be at home? Did you go back to Vegas?

All those texts went unanswered.

I had given up hope when I felt my phone buzz in my pocket right before taking off and when I looked down I saw his name and a message under it. But all hopes of it being some kind of reconciliation message were thwarted when I just read two

words.

Damon: I’m fine.

as well have been a knife being sliced right into my heart. I knew that I had messed up but was this truly the way to handle

to tell me that he would follow me and support me. I had been the one to hold back. I had been the one to say that if he didn’t feel it was working then we could leave. But he had not uttered

it and now that we were in the hard part he was crucifying me for it. I knew that I had my part to play in all of this but he wasn’t totally

of anger but more so the anger that simmered lowly in the depths of your belly. It was

I didn’t want to be put into a position to have to choose between my purpose

both. So why could

seatbelts as we are getting ready for take-off.” The little bell in

and

tears pricking my eyes, I knew that

also knew that I had to keep it professional. I had to put on a good face in front of Steve

and meeting with some of the production people I was feeling great about the movie. We officially announced the cast yesterday and the entire internet was a buzz. I had friends and family messaging

the one person that I wanted to tell everything to and now I couldn’t even be

expecting to find him there but instead, I found a note that read that he had traveled to Vegas to think, away from LA, and that he would

exact words written were:

Dear Adie,

know things have been weird between us but I just want you to know that I still love you and that will never change. But I need some time to

All my love.

Damon.

and over again. Each time I read the note the pain only increased and increased I didn’t know how long he was going to be gone or what

knowing and my overthinking mind. I remember I fell asleep on the couch that night hugging that letter to my chest and when

day holding myself back from texting him like I wanted to. I was trying to respect the fact that he had requested space but that space was killing me. So,

a very good friend of Damon and I knew that if he went to Vegas

talk

Me: Hey Lacey

have a feeling I know

so he went to her. I don’t know why but it filled me with a little bit of jealousy at the fact that he had chosen to speak to her without wanting to speak to me. But