Chapter 127. Don’t Find Another Man

June POV

The moment Vanessa leaves and the door clicks shut, the air tightens again. I’m about to speak, when his phone rings. He doesn’t even look at me, just picks it up, muttering a low, deep “Yes?” before turning slightly away.

Typical.

I cross my arms and shift my weight, staring at the edge of his desk. He speaks in short, calm replies—”Okay,” “Fine,” “Do that.” Nothing emotional, or revealing.

Still, I can feel his eyes flicker toward me every few seconds. It’s subtle, but I see it. He thinks I don’t. My stomach knots. I drop my arms to my sides, fingers brushing against my skirt. For some reason, it suddenly feels like I’m a little girl waiting to be told off by her daddy.

Ex-daddy, to be exact.

The thought hits, and I almost roll my eyes at myself. Really, June? Daddy jokes? Now?

I shake my head lightly, trying to shove that ridiculous thought away and focus. Hermes Grande lied to me. He broke my heart. He made me feel like a