Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M novel Chapter 458

Minutes later, we are outside our suite and a sense of anticipation suddenly grips me. Gabriel unlocks the door and pushes it open.

The foyer welcomes us with polished marble floors that gleams under the soft light of an exquisite chandelier, casting intricate patterns on the walls.

An expansive living area unfolds, adorned with plush furnishings and floor-to-ceiling windows that frame a breathtaking cityscape, shimmering like a sea of stars.

A state-of-the-art entertainment system promised cozy evenings, while the gourmet kitchen beckoned with gleaming stainless-steel appliances and a spacious island perfect for culinary adventures. A stylish dining area exuded warmth, setting the stage for intimate gatherings.

“I take it that you like it?” Gabriel asks in a teasing tone.

I just nod my head. Like I said, we were rich, and we used to stay at good hotels, but this is on another level. This is luxury at its best.

My eyes continue drinking the room, but then I freeze in my tracks when realization hits me.

“Gabriel, where is my room? I can only see one bedroom” I stutter, my eyes shifting nervously from the bedroom to my husband.

“Hmm, I guess we will be sharing,” he says with a shrug like it’s nothing. “I didn’t think to tell Christopher to book different rooms.”

Blood drains from my face. Share a bedroom with Gabriel? That is a recipe for disaster.

“Not going to happen,” I unfreeze and start pacing. “Call downstairs and ask them to give us a suite with two bedrooms or get me my own room. Why would Chris book this suite?”

“We are married, Harper? Why would he think of booking a two-bedroom suite? Besides, it’s not a big deal. The bed is big enough to sleep five people. You'll have enough space.”

I continue shaking my head, refusing to hear him out. He is right though. We are married. Of course, everyone else would expect us to share a room and a bed. Chris included.

“Just call them!” I demand.

Gabriel probably thought I was being unreasonable. He probably thought it wasn’t a big deal, and it wasn’t. The problem, though, is that I’m afraid. Afraid that sleeping with him on the same bed, having him so close for the next few days will completely shatter my self-control, making me give in to my desire to have him.