Chapter 23

MYKEL

She was right. I was way over my head—I let my cock rule over my brain. I let this fucking feelings cloud the purpose of this marriage.

I tried to talk her out, but who would I be fooled when what I said was the complete opposite of what I did?

We barely spoke as we bumped in the kitchen. Adley grabbed a bottle of water, and I grabbed the fucking milk. She paused as she noticed what was in my hand, then she turned her heels and walked to the spare room.

Fuck.

Fuck this feeling.

Fuck everything.

I had gone to bed an hour ago and was still up. I closed my eyes again, but my mind kept revisiting our last conversation. I went to my office instead and watched the football match replay on the tv screen.

I checked my email—I found one from Dash and another from Cenric. I opened Dash’s email first with an attached file—a starting up medical equipment manufacturer he wanted me to check out.

Then I read Cenric’s email. It was an upda