Chapter 198

Olivia

“Alex?” she purred, tilting her head as her perfectly glossed lips curved into a smile. “Is that really you? I almost didn’t recognize you in this… quaint little establishment.”

Alexander stiffened, his jaw tightening for a fraction of a second before his polite mask slid into place. He turned to face her, his expression carefully neutral.

“Sophie,” he acknowledged, his tone flat.

“It is you!” She laughed, a tinkling sound that grated on my nerves. “God, how long has it been? Two years? Three?” Her hand landed on his shoulder, fingers trailing down his bicep in a way that was far too familiar. “You look absolutely delicious, as always.”

I felt my spine straighten, my grip tightening on my fork. Who the hell was this woman, and why was she touching my husband like she had every right to?

“It’s been a while,” Alexander replied, pointedly shifting away from her touch. “Sophie, this is Olivia. My wife.”

The word “wife” hung in the air between us like a grenade. Sophie’s eyes widened for a split second before she turned to me. Her smile never wavered, but her eyes were calculating as they swept over me from head to toe.

“Wife?” She let out another laugh, this one with a sharp edge. “Well, isn’t that unexpected. I had no idea you’d finally settled down, Alex.”

“It’s Alexander,” he corrected, his voice cool. “And yes, we got married recently.”

Sophie’s gaze lingered on me, taking in my fish, chips, and half-empty pint of Guinness with barely concealed

amusement.

“How… charming,” she said, though her tone suggested she found it anything but. “It’s lovely to meet you, Olivia. I’m Sophie Hartwell. Alex and I used to know each other quite well.”

The emphasis on “quite well” made her meaning crystal clear. This was an ex. Or at least a former hookup.

I managed, keeping my voice pleasant despite wanting to dump my beer

me, Alex, what brings you to London? Business or pleasure?”

firmly this time. “And it’s a combination. I had

work.” Her voice dropped to a sultry purr. “Almost as seriously as you

stab her with

his patience clearly wearing thin,

“I just couldn’t believe it was really you. You look incredible. That suit fits you perfectly. Have you been working out more?

his tone clipped. “Same as

ignoring my presence. “You know, we should catch up properly while you’re in town.

into her designer clutch and pulled out a business card, pressing it into Alexander’s hand. Her fingers lingered against his palm

probably thought was a seductive whisper. “My

married,” Alexander said flatly, attempting

pushed his hand away with a laugh. “I know, darling. I’m not suggesting anything

to me briefly, challenge glinting in

“his wife would mind very much. We’re on our

smile faltered for a fraction of a second. “Your honeymoon? In a

replied, matching her fake smile with one of my own. “Not everything needs to be pretentious

Her

narrowed slightly. “How…

a tall man in an expensive suit approached our

“I’ve been waiting in the car. You

flashing across her features before she smoothed

an old friend.

She’d been throwing herself at

outside?

to Gerald with considerably more warmth than

shaking Gerald’s hand. “Nice

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