Chapter 68

It was half an hour of dreadful silence that felt more like hours until Rowan finally pulled into the driveway of his house. The house was big, almost as big as her family home. Cassidyy heart was pounding harder when he opened the garage door and she saw three more cars inside.

Her mind was wondering if his ex-wife was still living with him. But the thought disappears instantly when she thinks why would it matter, the silver fox was never going to be hers. The man was having a lunch date with a beautiful woman.

Yes, a woman, looking so fine that she barely noticed Cassidy's jeans-clad legs and a ratty tank top underneath her oversize denim jacket. Her favorite Gucci flats were the only thing fancy she was wearing that day. Cassidy had always been a shoe collector since her mom bought her her first sets of designer flats on her tenth birthday.

"Leave the bag," Rowan said when he opened the passenger door for her and like a good little girl was to her dad's best friend she