Riley's POV
I clenched my fists at his words and smiled.
“I’ve heard you, Ethan. And congratulations on your mate,” I said calmly.
I didn’t wait for his reaction. I walked past both of them and went straight to the wardrobe. I pulled out a medium-sized suitcase and opened it on the bed. My movements were precise. I packed a few dresses, underwear, shoes—only what I needed for now.
“What are you doing, Riley?” Ethan asked behind me.
I didn’t turn around immediately. I zipped the suitcase halfway, then finally faced him.
“Oh, I’m taking my belongings so you can have a very good time with Wendy, of course,” I said evenly. “Henceforth, I’ll be staying in the guest room. You can enjoy your new wife.”
His gaze lifted, something like surprise flickering across his face, as if he’d assumed
