My Boss My Secret Husband (Hazel and Logan) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 0162 

I didn’t want to wait to apologize to Dylan so while everyone else was eating, I stepped to the side to shoot off a quick text. 

Dylan. I’m sorry. I’d like to talk if you would be willing. 

Knowing how I had hurt him earlier, I didn’t expect a reply, much less an agrecable one. So when my phone started buzzing with a phone call, I nearly jumped out of my skin. 

Maria quickly ushered me into her room to talk. She recognized this time, I guessed, that I needed more actual privacy than the bathroom could provide. Though I still had no doubt that those girls were all *listening by the door. 

Accepting the call, I brought the phone to my ear. 

“Dylan?” 

“Are you with him now?” Dylan asked. His words were slightly slurred, like he’d been drinking. “Is he there. with you?” 

“No,” I said. “I’m at Maria’s.” 

He laughed a little, bitterly. This was a darker side of him. His usual upbeat banter was entirely gone. 

This was all my fault. I’d hurt him, and now he was drinking, I had to fix this. 

“Dylan, I’m sorry 

“You were the one to invite me on the date, Hazel.” 

“I know=” 

“Yet you went with him.” 

Softer, I replied, “I know. I’m sorry. 

“Tell me why.” 

I didn’t have a good reason. Dylan was a wonderful guy smart, funny, successful, handsome as sin. But…. Logan was the one my heart ached for. 

Swallowing down my pride, I told him, “You deserve better than second–best.” 

A long moment of quiet sat between us. Then he sighed loud and low. 

“I’m really sorry,” I said again, seeing an opening here. My heart ached with how much I hurt him. 

“I get it, Hazel. Just…” His tone had shifted now, away from snappy and defensive to something more defeated. “Give me some space and time, alright? I’ll come around eventually, but give me a minute to lick my wounds.” 

“Okay.” That felt like the least I could do. 

Although, then another thought hit me. Did this required space mean that I would have to find another lawyer? I had no idea how far along Dylan was in my divorce proceedings. 

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Chapter 0162 

“Dylan?” 

“Yeah?” The telltale clink of ice against a glass told me he had gone back to drinking. Maybe this wasn’t the best time to ask my question, but I wanted to be certain before he disappeared from my life for a while. 

“About my divorce…” I started. 

My phone made a noise. I pulled it away from my face enough to look at the screen, which showed the call had ended. 

Dylan had hung up on me.