He killed our son for the affair that I never had novel

10 . At the door , Saige spoke respectfully . " Mr. and Mrs. Laurent , the conference is about to start . " I rose from my seat . Harper , smiling sweetly , stepped forward to neaten the lapels of my suit jacket , then fastened my tie for me . I drew in a deep breath , ready to head out , only to suddenly think of Freya . " Without meaning to , I asked , " Has my wife arrived ? " Saige's expression flickered with confusion .

It was only then that I realized - right now , " my wife " no longer referred solely to Freya . That thought stirred an odd feeling in my chest . I had forced Freya to surrender her title as my wife , and worse , to publicly acknowledge that her husband belonged with another woman - his mistress./ e too far . Thinking of it now… I realized I had gone My brows furrowed . " Haut Freya arrived ? " \ This time , Wolter understood we meant . He quickly bowed his head in unease .

" Sir , Ma'am Freya hasn't arrived yet . " " The moment I heard that she was still absent , my expression darkened . " " What do you mean she's not here yet ? Call her right now . The conference is about to start ! " } " Yes , sir ," Saige replied hastily . " But with the event minutes away from beginning , there was no time to wait for Freya to appear . Taking Harper's hand , I turned and led her toward the red carpet outside . The venue was already a sea of noise and flashing lights .

Cameras of all sizes swung toward us shutters clicking furiously . " In contrast to my impassive face , Harper's was glowing with smiles . As we stepped onto the red carpet , reporters fired questions at us nonstop . I ignored them entirely . Harper , wanting to respond , had no chance to pause ; I kept pulling her forward without slowing . " When we finally reached the microphones , I knew I should be smiling . But I couldn't . " My mind was fixed on the fact that Freya still hadn't arrived .

I was torn between worry and irritation . She had promised to attend . Yet she hadn't shown up . Was it because she couldn't bear to see me standing beside Harper ? The thought pricked my heart with an unfamiliar ache . But there was no time to dwell on it . \ The microphone was already in front of me . It was time to announce Harper's identity to the world . D P Rodney's POV