Chapter 448

Chapter 0448 "Gabe. — It’s been roughly two weeks since my first date with Harper, and I'm at a Joss on what the fuck I should do.

I know it doesn’t make sense given I had her before and 1 divorced her, but I crave her like I've never craved anyone or anything.

She somehow finds her way into every thought I have when I wake up, and before I go to bed. It’s driving me crazy, but Iam also not complaining. like thinking of her, Ilike thinking of her soft lips, her gorgeous smile, her laugh, her beautify] face and luscious body. I fucking like thinking of her. Just her. She’s beautiful both in and out, and I've gotten to know her these past few weeks by silently studying her,

Why didn’t I do this when we were married? Why did I push her away? Why did I treat her like shit? I was young, but I can’t use that as an excuse. It’s plainly simple that I was asshole.

Looking back, I see it for what it was.

I Andrew gave me a gift, but I didn’t treasure it. Instead, I trampled on it with my cruel mistreatment. Sure, he did blackmail me, but I'm also starting to understand why.

Their parents had died in an accident.

This was about a year or so after Andrew had taken the reigns of the company. The company was in shambles, they were bankrupt and in debt. No one wanted to give a helping hand for fear of losing their own companies. Investing in their company was high risk and no one wanted to take that kind of risk.

He was dying. Andrew knew he was dying and that there was barely any hope of him surviving the late-stage cancer. He loved

I his sister and thought of protecting her.

What better way to make sure she was I taken care of than to marry her into the most affluent family? Ed It hit me one day last week that that was the reason why he blackmailed me into I marrying Harper. It wasn’t done out of malice. Nor was he hoping to gain something from being associated with the Wood family. He just wanted to secure his sister’s future. A sister he loved and knew would have no one when he died.

I'always wondered why he approached me specifically. When I couldn’t get the answer, I just assumed it was because he and his sister wanted to use my family name.

Now, though, no one has to tell me why he did it. I figured that on my own because I would have done exactly the same thing had I been his shoes. My only regret is that I didn’t figure this out years

ago when Harper still wanted me.

I see the suspicion in her eyes every time 4 "Ido something nice for her. I see the distrust in those black orbs every time she looks at me. It fucking guts me that I was so cruel to her that she now views me as someone to be doubted.

“Boss, the reports are here,” Christopher’s voice pulls me from my thoughts.

I swivel in my chair and motion for him to bring them to me. He does.

I open them and scan through the pages, word by word, sentence by sentence. With each and every word I read, my eyes narrow into slits and my lips harden into a thin line.

“How the fuck was she still working here?” I growl and throw the papers on my desk after reading them.

They scatter and Chris rushes to collect

them, pushing them back into the file.

“I didn’t know it was that bad too,” he says once he’s done. “I always thought her only problem is her meanness. She can be a fucking bitch at times.”