CHAPTER FIFTY ONE
ZOE’S POV
Hesitation struck his eyes as he scratched the back of his head. Sighing, I let my palms drop to the side of my hips.
“Look, I get it. I won’t bring him up ever again unless you are the one who wants to talk about it,” I shook my head. To a certain extent it was understandable that he’d be mad about that but turning the whole thing around and making it about my past feelings, really hurt. I loved him so much and nothing would ever change that.
“I’m sorry,” he said again, barely meeting my gaze.
“I’ll get some office work done. Gotta get more investors,” I said, resuming my walk upstairs.
The moment I shut the door behind me, I let rage take over. Why the hell was I f*****g mad because of this entire situation? I stared at my reflection on the d
