Chapter 4
The next day, Chase showed up at the garage to pick her up.
When he saw her, a smug smile tugged at his lips.
“Spent the whole night thinking things through? You know what where you went wrong, don’t you?”
Nora’s face was ashen. She gave a blank nod.
“I know what I did wrong.”
“Good.”
Chase nodded, satisfied.
On the ride back, Nora stared at the back of his head.
There was no love left in her heart–only a chilling, hollow calm.
Those ten excruciating hours had made one thing clear:
She was wrong to chase him, knowing full well he never loved her.
Wrong to throw herself at him, knowing their marriage was built on profit.
Wrong to cling to him, even knowing his heart belonged to someone else.
She would correct every mistake–starting now.
She would leave him.
Completely.
Emotionally and physically.
Just five more days, she told herself.
When they arrived at Peninsula Manor, Chase handed her the keys without hesitation.
“A promise is a promise,” he said.
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Seeing her slightly stunned expression, he smiled.
“I told you be good, and I’ll treat you right. Camila doesn’t threaten your position.”
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“Once I’ve had my fun with her, I’ll come back and play the role of a good husband.”
“That is… if you behave.”
Nora smiled, but it never reached her eyes.
She stepped inside. The place was big, bright, luxurious, tastefully furnished.
It would’ve been perfect–if not for Camila, draped casually over the leather sofa.
“What’s she doing here?” Nora asked coldly.
Chase looked surprised too. His brow creased slightly..
Camila quickly stood up, looking flustered.
“I heard you’d be moving in today, so I came early to greet you, Nora. I even brought a
housewarming gift…”
Chase’s expression softened at once.
“She meant well. Don’t be upset with her.”
“I invited some friends over for dinner. Let her stay. Nora–you’re the hostess here. Act like one.
Don’t get hung up on trivial things.”
Now she was the hostess?
Nora gave a pale, bitter smile and said nothing.
During dinner, Camila quietly slid into the seat beside her. Her dress rode up ever so slightly, just enough to expose her bruised knees.
“Chase saw my bruised knees,” she whispered. “He applied ointment himself–gently massaging
them until he felt better.
He said even the smallest scratch on me makes his heart ache.
Has he ever said something like that to you?”
Her eyes flicked meaningfully to Nora’s knees.
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“Oh, I forgot,” she added sweetly. “He probably hasn’t. Otherwise, why would he have shattered yours?”
She grinned–all teeth and triumph.
Nora had already given up on Chase…
But those words still struck a nerve.
“You-”
Before she could finish, she caught a flash of something sly in Camila’s eyes.
The next second, Camila grabbed a glass of water and flung it across her own face with a perfect
screech.
“Aaah!” she shrieked.
“Nora, what was that for?! I only asked about your knee because I was worried–why would you
humiliate me like this??!”
She threw herself into Chase’s arms, sobbing dramatically.
Nora’s mouth opened.
“I didn’t…”
Smack.
Chase struck her across the face–so hard she dropped to the floor.
“That’s your idea of repentance?” he roared.
“Still playing the victim? Think just because the Langstons saved the Whitmore Group, you get to trample over Camila now? I will not go easy on you this time!”
Then he shoved her–hard–sending her over the edge of the sunken pool.
The ledge was nearly six feet high.
