Abigail
I glanced around the parking lot, trying to find whoever it was that was watching me, eyes skimming over the sleek cars and the security men patrolling the place.
The doors to the building behind me opened, and Finnegan walked out, his brows furrowed deep in thought. I immediately rushed to the car where James stood waiting and slipped into the front seat.
The drive to the Dorian building was quite short, but it felt like an eternity because I kept counting my breath and fighting the tears. It didn't help that the whole car reeked of his cologne.
The meeting with Dorian's COO, Some Mr. Prescott, was in their conference room, and while Prescott racked up excuses for why the company was terminating the contract, my head kept replaying yesterday in my head.
…We have been married for many years, and the world never knows anything about us…
I knew he was a private man, but did he hide his wife and child from the world on purpose?
