tween them. The only sounds in the vast dining ro

pkin. "What has Miss Sargent been up to?" she asked,

m his steak. "Her busines

would think, as your wife, I'd have the right to know

up, his grey eyes filled with ice

table. He glanced at the screen,

the sound of Devon's sweet vo

coming back? I'm scare

is voice softer than she'd ever

jacket. He was leaving, just like

g room archway, Carly s

but didn't

ty for her new proje

ded. He was abandoning his "pregnant" w

d to the empty space. The fina

she heard the roar of his car

ood on her plate untouched. She felt no hung

anor. She couldn't endure

d of opening her laptop, she too

osition in the Carlisle Group's marketing department, a

tep. She would sever

Whether Julian agreed or not, she

thing. The affair, the lies, the mo

mentor had once recommended, a woman famous for handling co

small suitcase once more and pack

d leave in the morning,

ured gardens, shimmering under the moonlight. Thr

. She would no longer be Carly Carlisle. Sh

mind was calm. She just waited for th

e darkness, Carly picked up her suitca