“What does that mean? Mr. Raye fell off the cliff because President Monroe was busy hugging another man? But isn’t she supposed to be allergic to men?”
“Her husband was the one about to fall, and that other man was perfectly fine; what was there to be afraid of? Why did he need her to hold him? What’s going on between them?”
“It’s obvious, isn’t it? Their clothes even match, the same designer, same color. That man’s clearly more than just a coworker!”
Cassian’s face turned pale as paper, and I caught a flicker of surprise in Isla’s eyes.
Yes, I knew sign language too, though she had never cared enough to learn anything about me.
I looked away, gave a polite nod to the guests, and turned to leave. Just as I stepped out of the hotel entrance, someone blocked my way.
“Landon, do you even know what you’ve done?!”
Isla’s face was dark with anger. “Who told you it was okay to embarrass Cassian in public?!”
“There were reporters inside! If this spreads, how is he supposed to face anyone again? Who would still want to work with him?!”
I looked at her furious face and said calmly, “Spreading lies is what you call throwing dirt. Didn’t you hug him?”
“Isla, stop pretending. I know you’re not allergic to him, I saw him massaging your foot.”
Caught by my words, Isla froze. Her face tensed as she rubbed the spot between her brows in irritation.
“So what? Cassian is different from me.”
“No matter what happens, my husband is you. Isn’t that enough? Landon, don’t be too greedy.”
Five years of marriage without a single hug from her, and that’s called greedy?
She wasn’t the same woman she once was. I swallowed hard, pushing down the bitterness.
“You’re right. Wanting more was wrong. So I’ll fix it. Isla, let’s get a divorce.”
Just then, a guest came rushing out and accidentally bumped into me. I lost balance and fell down the steps, my knee scraping against the ground and bleeding right away.
Isla instinctively reached out, but after a few seconds, she pulled her hand back.
“Landon, stop making a scene.”
“If you really want a child, we can do IVF later. As long as you don’t touch me, everything can stay the same as before.”
She wanted to say more, but suddenly turned her head. Not far away, Cassian was covering his mouth, watching us with tears in his eyes.
“Landon, go to your hospital first. We’ll talk at home. I won’t divorce you.”