Valerie’s POV
I stood frozen, completely embarrassed by what I had just heard from the man in Jules’s apartment.
Jules wouldn’t just leave the city without speaking to me, I was sure he must have wanted to tell me about it but those might be the recent days I didn’t take his calls.
If Raton hadn’t monitored me that week, I could have gotten his call before he left.
Confused and devastated, I got into my car and drove back home.
I was supposed to be happy, I wanted him out from the beginning. But I knew deep down inside of me that I wanted him to stay by my side, the challenge I had was being already engaged with Raton.
When I arrived at Raton's mansion, he was seated quietly in his small garden, having a drink under the cool evening sun.
“Valerie,” he called out from a distance
