Chapter 1
“Ms. Genevieve Rachford, your husband is currently with a woman in Room 2588 at the Langfield Hotel.”
Genevieve Rachford held her breath anxiously as she waited for the elevator to stop at her destination.
She had spent a month in Musbane on a business trip, only to come back to receive a strange text.
Assuming it was a prank, she ignored the text and didn‘t think much about it. When she got off the plane, she realized she couldn‘t get ahold of her husband, Cooper Sutton. His phone GPS showed that he was at the Langfield Hotel, and she began to panic.
Shortly after, she came to a stop outside Room 2588. To her surprise, the door was ajar.
Someone shoved the back of her waist, and she stumbled into the dark room. She had just regained her balance when a burning body pushed her to the door.
“Darling?” Genevieve called out carefully.
The man didn‘t utter a word. In the dark, he found Genevieve‘s lips and captured her mouth in a fierce and passionate kiss.
The door was ajar, and he kissed me once we stepped in...
Genevieve quickly made the connections and assumed Cooper was putting up an act to tease her, for they had been apart for too long.
With that thought in mind, she let her guard down and flung her arms around the man. Her back arched as she returned his kiss joyfully.
outside the window. Her bare arms were full of hickeys, and she felt her entire body aching. However, her heart
married to Cooper for a year, but they were often apart due to work. They had never gotten intimate
night, they had finally consummated their
“Darling...”
and was about to chide Cooper for preparing such a dreadful surprise. Alas, the other side of the bed was empty. It felt
necklace on the bed. It was a limited edition piece from Tiffany‘s with the name “Perfect
he should leave a gift for
alluring smile as she picked up the necklace and put it on. Suddenly, the door was kicked open. A bunch of reporters filed in with their cameras and surrounded the bed.
Click! Click! Click!
take photos of
the hotel to meet your lover.
you gotten a divorce
please answer
reporters had barged in without notice and hurled malicious
leaned back against the
pulled up the covers to shield her body from the unwanted visitors. She pointed a finger at the
“Genevieve!”
and icy voice rang
When she looked up, her husband was standing before her. His usual gentle and elegant self was long gone,