Ashle

barking orders, shoved the greedy reporters out into the hall

fell dead

robe tightly against my chest. My heart ha

f dust off his expensive suit. The heartbroken, betrayed husba

ried, the man I had shared a bed with for the last year... he

tirely devoid of warmth. "Why? Claire, don't ask s

pulled out a folded document, and tos

said coldly. "I've already sign

cal blow. I stumbled back. "You set me

features. "You got drunk. You slept with a stranger. That is the story. The press

n. He turned his back and walk

bling across the thick carpet. "I didn't do anyth

but it didn't latch complete

eezing on my cheeks. Because from the other side of that

ft, breathless

into the bathroom through the suite's connecting

, baby," Falon's sult

the cameras," Jefferson's

llowed. A soft moan. The rustle

legs shaking so violently I thought I would collapse. The bathroom door was suppos

und dripping with cruel amusement. "Standing there in that rob

Told you the angle of the photographer would be perfect. She's

urred. "A cheating, dirty wife. The plan w

again. "She still hasn't signed the papers. My mother is making

lon whispered. "Then we can fina

grief, and pure, burning fu

eticulous plot to destroy my life, strip me of my dignity, a

h escaped my lips. I

de the bathroom s

swung o

bright red lipstick. Behind him, Falon was leaning casually against the marble sink.

there, shattered and crying. She just tilted h

d flatly. He wasn't sorry. H

hest was so sharp I could barely breathe. "You... you both p

be so dramatic, Claire. You were never a real wife to him. You

me like I was a bug he had just crushed under his expensive shoe. "My lawye

they walked right past me, leavin

old floor, pulling my knees to my chest. I st

I would just sign away my life and dis

a dark, freezing anger replaced

d to see Jefferson's mother. I needed to