CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
DANE’S POV
I clenched my jaw then unclenched it. I wasn’t mad, not even the slightest. I was just…hurt. I loved my wife more than I ever thought I’d love someone. She was the one person that made me feel like I still deserved to be loved after what I did to Cynthia, abandoning her like that. Since she stormed out of the house, yesterday three in the morning, I hadn’t laid my eyes on her and in a few hours, I knew she would be leaving for Paris to meet with Mr. Laurent. No, I couldn’t let her just leave without talking it out. She was upset and probably didn’t mean it when she talked about the divorce. There was no she would throw all we’d built together, right? I suddenly stood up, midway through the meeting with a potential investor. I didn’t offer any apology and ins
