The Day I Stopped Waiting Was the Day He Started Begging novel Chapter 216

Caleb clicked his tongue.

In their elite social circles, marriage and true love rarely mixed. Unions were strictly business deals for family wealth or personal power grabs.

It was a toxic environment, overflowing with mistresses and scandals at every turn.

Naturally, there were a few hopeless romantics.

But in families like theirs, romantics almost always met tragic ends unless they walked away from the inheritance entirely.

Caleb wasn't entirely shocked that York had fallen so hard.

When an ice-cold, fiercely logical man showed such chaotic emotion around Madeline, what else could it be but love?

But dragging out a cold war with the woman he loved? That was just pure idiocy.

"So let me ask on Madeline's behalf. Why the hell did you vanish to San Francisco for two years without saying a word?"

York refused to entertain the question. He leaned back against the headboard, his face a storm cloud.

"Are you sure you aren't just prying for yourself?"

"Boss, your marriage is a sinking ship, yet you're still stubborn as a mule!"

"Actually, a mule could probably learn a thing or two from you."

Caleb was exasperated.

With a face that could seduce anyone and a tailored suit that practically oozed raw, dominant power, why was York so infuriatingly arrogant when it came to romance?

"Even I'm dying to know, let alone your own wife!"

"Just tell me the truth. If your ego is too huge to explain it to her, I'll conveniently slip it into conversation for you."

"Do you think she's an idiot?"

Caleb groaned, slapping his thigh in utter frustration.

"Of course not!"

"But is that the point?"

York stopped biting back and finally let out a heavy sigh.

"She overheard us that day."

"She heard Felicity asking me if I married her because they looked alike. And I didn't deny it."

"Holy shit!"

"I knew your marriage was imploding because you messed up, but I didn't realize you nuked it!"

Caleb almost choked on his own saliva.