SIMON’S POV
It had been days since that complete cluster f**k of an engagement party, and realistically, everything should have died down by now.
The stares,
The gossip.
The unnecessary attention.
Just, all of it.
But apparently, the media did not get the memo.
Because every single day that passed, there it was again, my name splashed across another ridiculous headline like I was some kind of circus attraction.
“Unmasking the Truth: CEO Simon Smith humbled by multi billionaire Liam Danson, Is the perfect marriage already crumbling?”
I clenched my jaw so hard it hurt.
My grip tightened around my phone, and for a second, I genuinely considered throwing it across the room like it would make me feel better.
This was all bullshit.
Every single word of it.
They did not know anything
