TimeNovele had joined the meeting too. When he saw her staring blankly at the screen, he glanced at it.
“You're still married, and he’s already parading around with Melanie? We can destroy him if you want,” he said,
scowling.
Iris closed the page and shook her head calmly. “Let him. He can do whatever he wants now.”
“You can't just let him get away with this. You should hit back.” He turned to her, his frown deepening. “And if
you won't, I will.”
Iris stood and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. Outside, the last bit of afterglow was fading. The city lit up
be- neath it. Suddenly, she laughed to herself.
Then she looked back at Nathaniel. “You probably don’t know this, but the only reason Heriberto marriedwas
be- cause his grandmother made him. Before the wedding, we made a deal. If the marriage lasted three years,
he’d pay50 million.”
Her eyes darkened, a bitter smile tugging at her lips. “The contract said | couldn't get pregnant while we were
mar- ried. But now, we're divorced.”
Heriberto dropped Melanie off, then headed back to AVilla.
He pushed the door open and saw the place pitch-black and dead quiet. The silence pressed against him, cold
and jar- ring.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Cour-" He started to call like always, but stopped when it hit him-Iris had moved out.
Heriberto figured she was living in Nathaniel’s apartment now and having a great twith him.
Just thinking about it made his face drop.
The driver noticed it was still dark and hurried in to switch on the lights.
He took one look at Heriberto’s icy, glowering face and his heart jumped.
“Mr. Hale, if there’s nothing else, I'll head out,” he said, his head down.
Heriberto didn’t like being bothered at home. The staff lived in the side wing. Only he and Iris lived in the main
house.
For nearly three years, if he wasn’t away, she took care of everything, like his meals and clothes.
He responded with a grunt.
The driver got the hint and slipped out fast, closing the door softly behind him.
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Chapter 6
Irritation crawled under Heriberto’s skin. He kicked off his shoes and saw his slippers weren't there.
He bent down, checked the cabinet, and couldn't find them.
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Too annoyed to care, he walked off in his socks, tugging at his tie with one hand and rubbing his forehead with
the other.
He dropped onto the couch in the living room, leaned back, and closed his eyes.
Out of habit, he called out, “Headache. Cgive it a quick rub.”
No one came, and no response.
A few seconds later, his eyes snapped open. He looked around, searching for Iris.
Then he remembered she was gone.
A second later, his fist slammed into the couch arm.
After a few deep breaths, he got up and headed to the kitchen for swater.
If Iris were still around, a cup of warm water would already be in his hand.
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The anger flared, fast and hot, rising before he could stop it.
Without thinking, he pulled out his phone and called Iris.
It connected right away.
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A short, mocking laugh cthrough the line.
Next, a man’s voice scoffed, “Mr. Hale, are you still a baby? Or just useless?”
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