Audrey’s pov
Matteo was the first to break the silence.
“Audrey, I am so sorry,” he said, his voice dropping into a low octave. “f**k. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been looking. I saw the notification pop up, and I… I thought it was work. I was going to silence it so you could spend your day in peace.”
“It’s okay,” I said. My voice sounded distant.
“It’s not okay. It’s definitely not okay.” He stepped closer, his hand clenched in a tight fist. “To see that? To have it rubbed in your face by that… that woman?”
I walked over to the sofa and sat down, staring into space. “It’s fine, Matteo. Really.”
“Fine?” He scoffed, pacing the small length of the suite. “Audrey, she’s with your husband. And she’s sending it to you like a trophy. Why the hell haven’t you divorced him yet? You have the
