Chapter 116

For the first time in her life, Sophia felt a weight in her chest she couldn't quite

name.

She stood there, rooted to the spot, staring at a woman who had been born into wealth-someone who'd likely never experienced a single day of real hardship.

And that woman was standing by Sophia's ex-husband's side.

It hit her like a slow, aching punch.

The man who had once been hers now belonged to someone else.

She didn't think she loved Alex anymore-did she?-yet watching him move on so quickly still stung, a harsh reminder of just how easily she'd been cast aside.

Sophia tried to steady herself, but her eyes slid toward the woman beside him.

Jasmine.

The sight of her sparked an awkward, throbbing ache in Sophia's chest.

It wasn't exactly jealousy, but it was close. She caught the assessing look in Jasmine's gaze-a flicker of cool curiosity that made Sophia feel dissected.

Then Jasmine's posture shifted, her shoulders squaring, as if silently declaring her territory.

"Alex, who is this woman?" Jasmine asked, her voice as smooth as silk but laced with something sharper. (1)

Sophia's brow knit. They had met before-at Jasmine's own celebration banquet, of all places.

If Jasmine forgot-or pretended to-it could only mean one thing: Sophia hadn't meant enough to be remembered.

"She's my ex-wife," Alex said flatly.

"Really?" Jasmine's lips curved into a deliberately sweet smile. "Hi, I'm Jasmine. Nice to meet you."

She extended her hand, the gesture seemingly polite, but the atmosphere around her was anything but warm.

Sophia shook it, feeling a faint tremor in her own fingers.

If Jasmine wanted to pretend they'd never met, then maybe it was best to go

along with the charade-no matter how maddening.

stubborn pride

was undeniably gorgeous-elegant, confident, the kind of

to let herself

were so close," she said, carefully keeping

gaze hardened. "Did you ever care about me or my

voice caught Sophia off

the chasm between

had once known so intimately now felt like a stranger hidden behind a

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she began, forcing down the knot in her throat, "can I speak to

eyes stayed cold.

a quieter spot. "It's private. Can we

move. A muscle in his jaw flexed. "Let's talk here I'm

wanted to say, but she only managed a strained

we really have to do this in front

to make amends-or at

his mouth like barbed wire, each one scratching against

you attacked my brother? Or Marco's men?" she demanded, her

Go ahead. I'll have my lawyers waiting. Do

bit down on the inside of her cheek, trying

she remembered how she used to think of Alex: a

sure, but still good

Now he wore arrogan

she

gave a long, weary

and I'm just a nobody-a broke man with no job. People will

you again. And let's be honest-your family

clenched at his

any of this before!" she snapped, her

sharpened. "Are you seriously asking me that? Wasn't this what

She faltered, her mind spinning with half-formed

of it had been her own choice and how

you despise me. But I don't think I've done anything wrong. Besides, who do

tone was ice-cold, her pride getting the better of

still blame me? From the day we

I am, always 'the problem.' Fine. Let's say I'm to blame. Then

slowly, forcing her heart to

fight. We're not each other's concern anymore. But at least have enough respect not to shout at me

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