Our marriage was just based on a contract anyway. I didn’t even care who Gideon married.
Their wedding buzzed online.
Riding the tide, Vesper started a vlog to share their preparations.
When Maren showed it to me, I set down my papers. “Are you so idle now?”
She snickered, “Just sharing the gossip.”
I glanced at her phone and quickly looked away. She added, “Gideon does spoil her.”
I said nothing.
Before leaving, Maren suddenly asked, “You divorced him yet?”
I paused. “The lawyer says Gideon doesn’t agree. I don’t know what’s up, but I’ll deal with
it later.”
“Maybe he can’t let you go,” Maren teased, running off.
I chewed over her words but soon dismissed them.
Gideon was a selfish businessman. I made his life easy, so he’d pay to keep me. My refusal hurt his pride, and marrying Vesper was his way to lure me back.
