d you see what happen

e me, but does what Caiden did t

g, "Technically, it's considered a mu

es what he did count a

s case, it looks like both sides were drunk and acted witho

r and hug the mistress in front of everyone? Can't something

d out that Iris was not trying to get Caiden out.

isbelief. What a m

ing, Caiden leaned back in his chair, and the way he

e in a low, grav

in his voice, but the chill that came

Caiden's parents had always been to her, she finally agreed to settle the matter. She negoti

aid a word during

he stepped inside, Caiden had already disappeared into the bathroom, clothes in hand.

s felt like all the energy h

could have gotten a rare, peaceful night's sleep. Instead, the evening had been a disaster that left her running a

vement startled her. The hem of her nightgown was

snapping shut as she sho

ely tied bathrobe. The robe barely covered him, leav

itate to push further. His face stayed

erpret his actions

imed, "Caiden, have you lost yo

w what you left behind in the bathroom. Is this what you do when I'm

ced what he had seen-the underwear she left

ce, yet she stood her ground, pressin

it unthinkable. The moment she fought back, he lost interest, brushin

hands clean. Iris clenched her teeth, refusing to meet his gaze.

mething she hadn't expected-his wedding ring gl

she believed he had

vanished from her

ut on the bed. The space between them disappeared, and his familiar s

ed Iris co

shared a bed with her, but she wished with

slipped from the bed and moved to the gue

ought that the past two years of marri

.

rs. Caiden was already waiting, looking flawless as ever at the

ng, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose. In no time, he had bec

d on his phone, not even sparing her a glance. He mad

dress shirt brushing against a watch with a deep b

ppeared with a plate in hand. "Mrs

tion to Caiden. "I covered your settlement last night. Tha

eyes flicked up, his voice steady. "D

e account if you'd like. Not once have I

alth. Iris never needed to rel

bbed his phone and sent the exact am

, broken only when his secretary

oon down and told him, "Since you've

then he glanced back at her with a

Autumn Avenue, and then, the woman from last night.

hemselves, closing the door behind

over her before he folded one leg over the othe

couple, other than sleeping in the same bed. Whatever belongs to you stays with you

ing his wealth never e

h more beneath the surface. He might have seemed like a spoiled heir on the outside, but i

is father had put him in charge of a struggling subsidiar

ry plea for leniency. Even the old-timers who'd built the company from th

film, TV, and new talent shows. He'd launched a fresh wave of sta

ls Group, and the artists he had discovere

den. Iris had no intention of getting tangled

hat arrangement won't work for me. After all this t

ng about making things easier for her,

y isn't necessary. If you're willing, I

d. I meant you ow

, caught o

he leaned back in his chair. "It hasn't even been