Bree’s POV
1 Hour Earlier
‘He chose her! His goddamn secretary!! And of all places, it's the event his supposed enemy hosted!!!’
Tears well up in my eyes as I watch the live session of my husband’s political gala, hosted by no other than Zack Lombardi. He was so excited that he threw us a mini masked party, because he didn't want us to officially celebrate the success too early.
Then he left!
Told me he needed to be there in person and he went, but with her. He chose his sidepiece to a party hosted by the same man who wanted to f**k his wife.
‘Never again, Bree.’
I hide my face and wipe my tears even though I’m certain no one recognises me.
When I raise my face, my eyes meet a stranger’s shiny blue eyes, watching me.
I ignore him and look back at the live show. Greg giggles w
