Kyle’s POV
“The entrance is crowded with reporters, sir. I’d advise you to turn back for now since you’re supposed to be on your honeymoon,” Leo, my bodyguard s***h chauffeur, said.
I snapped my head toward him, shooting him a glare that shut him up immediately.
He was right about the reporters. What he was wrong about was the honeymoon. I might actually lose my sanity if I spend another hour in that house with that woman. It wasn’t that she was unbearable, far from it. She kept to herself, never speaking unless spoken to, just like that night. But every time I looked at her, I was dragged back to that moment, the night that shattered my relationship with Ava. It filled me with nothing but regret.
Facing the reporters was the better option. Not like I could avoid them forever. My marri
