Chapter 8
I laughed. “Same playbook you used.”
I’d spent forty-two days in this room. The whole time, Zoe kept sending me photos.
Zoe and Justin all over each other, kissing, holding hands.
I’d been furious at first. Then I went numb.
I never expected karma to come for her so quickly.
Two days later, Justin finally showed up at the recovery center.
He’d barely been there five minutes before I heard them screaming at each other. Then
his voice cut through, sharp with disgust.
“If you’re going to embarrass yourself everywhere we go, then stop calling yourself
Mrs. Hayes.”
Once the honeymoon was over, he turned on her the same way he’d turned on me. Zoe
cried harder than I ever had.
He stormed out, expression dark and stormy. I was updating a coworker when I caught
his eye.
I looked away immediately.
I finished up and headed for the elevators. Jus in was still standing there.
He hadn’t even pressed the button. He was waiting for me.
I hit the down button. He grabbed my wrist.
“Sarah. I made a mistake.”
He went off about Zoe, about how she’d turned into a total control freak. No female
colleagues in his car. No women on his staff. Period.
Secretaries, assistants, all of them had to be men.
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She personally screened every housekeeper and cleaner. God forbid a young woman got
too close.
And if he pushed back, she’d show up at his office and cause a scene.
Zoe thought she’d bulletproofed her marriage. If she cut Justin off from other women,
she’d never end up like me, blindsided and humiliated.
He let out a long, tired sigh. “She wasn’t like this when we first got together.”
He couldn’t pin down when she changed, or what flipped.
His voice dropped. Hoarse. He looked exhausted.
“She told you everything, didn’t she?…I’ve been regretting it.”
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