Chapter 32. Fuck!

Shimma’s POV

I didn’t fail to notice a lady who held hands with him. She had dark brown hair, and her black long dress hugged her in the right places. She didn’t just look pretty; she seemed elegant, like she was from a rich background. Who was she to him?

“Hey,” I said, forcing a smile as he approached me.

“How have you been?” he asked, his eyes landing on Noah and Nora.

“I’ve been good. What about you?” I asked, wanting to get out of there because his presence was too suffocating.

“Been good. Thank you. Uhmm, meet my fiancée, Chloe,” he said, gesturing towards her. I raised both brows. How could I miss the engagement ring on her finger?

“It’s nice to meet you, Chloe,” I said, forcing a wider smile. If only she knew how much of an asshole she was getting married to. Well, hopefully, he had changed. It’s been three years.

Chloe smiled, a smile that also felt forced. But none of that was my business.

I was about to turn when I he