The staff member heard his words but scoffed, eyes brimming with contempt.
"Your wife? Everyone knows Ms. Paxton is now Mr. Lawson's fiancée. How could she possibly be your wife? Sir, you must be mistaken."
Owen's face paled instantly, as if someone had thrown a bucket of ice water over him.
His body stiffened, voice trembling. "How could this be? How?"
'Fiancée?'
The word sawed at his heart like a dull blade.
His Jane, the woman he'd searched for an entire year, had become another man's fiancée?
"My wife. How could she be your boss's fiancée? Impossible! This can't be true!"
His voice rose in a desperate, broken roar.
"I don't care! No one takes her from me! She's mine! My wife!"
He violently shoved aside the people standing in his way, charging forward like someone possessed, s
