Ex-Husband's Regret

Chapter 0458

Minutes later, we are outside our suite and a sense of anticipation suddenly grips me. Gabriel unlocks the door and pushes it open.

The foyer welcomes us with polished marble floors that gleams under the soft light of an exquisite chandelier, casting intricate patterns on the walls.

An expansive living area unfolds, adorned with plush furnishings and floor-to-ceiling windows that framea breathtaking cityscape, shimmering like a sea of stars.

A state-of-the-art entertainment system promised cozy evenings, while the gourmet kitchen beckoned with gleaming stainless-steel appliances and a spacious island perfect for culinary adventures. A stylish dining area exuded warmth, setting the stage for intimate gatherings.

“I take it that you like it?” Gabriel asks in a teasing tone.

Tjustnod my head. Like I said, we were rich, and we used to stay at good hotels, but this is on another level.

This is luxury at its best.

My eyes continue drinking the room, but then I freeze in my tracks when realization hits me.

“Gabriel, where is my room? I can only see one bedroom” I stutter, my eyes shifting nervously from the bedroom to my husband.

he says with a shrug like it’s nothing. + didn’t think to tell Christopher to book different rooms.” Blood drains from my face. Share a bedroom with Gabriel? That is a recipe for

ask them to give us a suite

Chris book

Besides, it’s not

I continue shaking my head, refusing to hear him out. He is right though. We are married. Of course, everyone else would expect us to share a room and a bed. Chris

them!”

being unreasonable. He probably thought it wasn’t a big

sleeping with him on the same bed, having him so close for the next few days will completely shatter my

unreasonable, Harper,” his voice had an edge

I was, but I couldn’t

the console table, picks

once he’s done talking and he

Gabriel acted like he wasn’t bothered, while I was dyingon the inside. How could he not see that this is a terrible idea? That sleeping in the same bed is a disaster

arms crossed along his chest,

first,” I give in, throwing my