His Regret: I'm with his uncle now

xed on the screen as

Trent and Misty? It was unthinkable. And yet,

d she didn't know how she

They had never divorced, and now he was

tried to convince herself that they didn't, but there wa

e her thought process. It was diff

n the whole city! Why is he getting married? I

rich. I would have given my left arm

ied to get a job at Silverwood Enterprises

s Instagram?" one of the girls a

w her at a charity event last week, and she

them added, "And she's so elegant and refined.

th pain as she listened t

those words. How other girls raved about her husband, even at work. She lo

t's constant "meetings" and "business trips" made sense now. He had been lying

fee burned her, but Cassie didn't even notice

at once. Trent, the man she had loved and trusted, was marr

fé, onto the busy street. Cassie didn't know where

he crowds. Her eyes

was that she had to get away from the pain

ncement for her and Trent's wedding. Cassie rea

en invited, and Trent had agreed to

s what it seemed like. Cassie felt like her whole

's heart ached as she thought about it. Even though s

se was like a slap in the face. It was just a reminder that

n autopilot. She didn't know where she was going or what she was

e took it out. Her eyes lit up as

we need to talk. Can you come hom

ybe this was all just a big misunders

yped out a response to her father.

arrive, Cassie's mind began

n some kind of publicity stunt, and it wasn'

own and talk about it, and ever

pain, the betrayal, the humiliation. She just wa

re, when she was happy and in love with Trent. Ma

dewalk, waiting for

he road and got out. "Cassie, your fa

saying a word. The driver got

ted Cassie to her father's study. H

ie enter the study alone. He closed t

e said but there

er mother, Bridget walked in

ing here?" she a

eed to talk,"

reach you, Cassie," Trent said condescendingly. "We

called me her for? You

dy, he is still your fa

Act like your fucking father

p. "Do not talk to your father like that!" Bridget w

th!" He pulled out a brown envelope from hi

, or the one radiating from her cheek. Her lips quivered and he

ent!" she said to her father w

ing her signature on them.

led at Misty. "It's all

om. Cassie wasn't going to take it lying dow

es of the Audit documents as

back!" Her father said as s

y to yourself," she bar

k tomorrow, alongside your cards. Any card affiliated to Mu

snapped back

ed the office door. She had just

re was no answer. It just meant she wa

ded to walk. It was already late at night, and she couldn't go back into the

.

from behind her. She had been walking for what felt li

's instincts told her to run. But her legs

e appeared. It was the mystery man from th

e you need a