The End of a Marriage (Colette and Matheo) novel Chapter 235

His heart longed for something more dynamic, something that

matched his pace. And Isla… She was the missing piece in that

puzzle. He had to get her to see that. As much as she loved

Thornfeild, it was clear to him now that there were other things that

would call to her, things beyond the quiet walls of the manor. He

could see it in the way her eyes shone when she talked about what

was coming. It wasn’t just about the party–it was the life, the

adventure, the excitement. She wanted more, just like he did.

He sighed, realizing that he was getting ahead of himself. He was thinking of New York, of the city life he envisioned for them together. But first, he had to get her there, make her experience the world he wanted to share with her. The party tonight was the perfect step. It was the beginning of something much larger, something he could feel

deep in his chest.

But it wouldn’t be easy. The timing was tricky. It was smack in the middle of January, after the rush of Christmas and New Year’s parties had passed. Invitations to any of the best events were few and far

between. He’d have to do something about that. His secretary would have to get to work arranging the event, or he could do it himself–he didn’t mind. It wasn’t just any party–it would be one designed with

her in mind. A party that would take her breath away, a night where

she would feel like she belonged.

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He smiled again, thinking of how she would look, how the dress

would fit her perfectly. And the best part? She would love it. He would

make sure of that. Everything about tonight had to be perfect. It was

just the beginning. Soon enough, he would find a way to make New

York feel like home for them both.

As Graham stepped into the bustling energy of New York, a different

kind of smile tugged at the corner of his lips. New York. The chaos,

the noise, the pulse of life everywhere–it was like a shot of

adrenaline to his veins. This was his element, and he thrived in it.

They headed straight to his office, perched atop a skyscraper, offering

a panoramic view of the city. Isla was ushered inside with grace and

given refreshments in his sleek, modern office while he went to find

his secretary, Nella. He had a plan, and it needed to come to life

within hours.

The moment he found her, Nella’s expression was a mixture of

professionalism and concern. “Nella, Iwant a party. Tonight,” Graham

announced, his voice calm but laced with authority.

Nella’s face froze, her eyes widening with shock. A party tonight? She

must’ve thought he was joking. But as Graham stood there,

unyielding, she realized there was no humor in his words. Her

expression morphed from shock to disbelief as Graham slowly started

listing the specifics–an exclusive event, a glittering array of celebrities, hundreds of guests, and an ambiance that would blow

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everyone away. It was clear that this was no ordinary gathering.

She blinked, her jaw slightly slack, looking as if she had just been

handed an impossible task. “Please tell me you’re joking, sir. A party

of that scale… it takes months to plan–celebrities, over a thousand

guests! You can’t just throw this together in a day.”

Graham’s grimace deepened. He wasn’t one for taking no for an

answer, especially not when it came to things that mattered to him.

“Keep your voice down,” he said with a slight frown, his gaze sharp.

“And no, I’m not joking. The party’s happening tonight. I don’t have

months.”

Nella’s eyes darted around, as if searching for any kind of escape from

the impossible task Graham had just set before her. “But how…?” Her

voice trailed off as the enormity of the request settled in.

Graham let out a soft sigh and gave her a look that said it all. “I don’t

care how you do it, Nella. Hire more people, throw more money into

it, whatever it takes. I need a mega event, a full–on spectacle. Get

every man with any kind of standing in this city to be there. My soon-

to–be wife wants to be at the best party in town, and I’ll be damned if

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