The End of a Marriage (Colette and Matheo) novel Chapter 241

Chapter 241

“He did no such thing!” Isla shot back, her cheeks turning crimson.

Her indignation faltered when she suddenly felt it–Graham’s hand,

large and possessive, resting firmly on her right cheek. His fingers

pressed against her skin, claiming her in a way that made her heart

pound with a mix of embarrassment and outrage.

“Stop it!” she cried, her voice low but frantic. The room seemed to

spin as she realized they were surrounded by hundreds of people—

guests, colleagues, strangers–all of whom might be watching this

humiliating display.

But Graham didn’t let go. His grip tightened slightly, his lips brushing

her ear as he growled, “Isn’t this what you wanted? A juicy scandal?

Why else wear this scrap of fabric that barely covers anything?” His

words were dripping with anger and frustration, his jealousy cracking

through his usual control.

“Let me go!” she demanded, her voice trembling with both

embarrassment and fury. She pushed at his chest, her small hands no

match for his strength.

But this time, he relented. Graham’s arms loosened, and Isla

stumbled back, her face a vivid mix of red from mortification and

anger. Without another word, she turned and stormed off the dance

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floor, her heels clicking against the marble as she escaped his searing

gaze.

Graham stood frozen for a moment, his fists clenched at his sides. He

watched her retreating figure, the soft sway of her white dress

mocking him as it disappeared into the crowd. The tension in his

chest felt unbearable, a potent mix of jealousy, possessiveness, and

guilt swirling inside him. His gaze flicked to the onlookers–some

whispering, others pretending not to notice–and his jaw tightened.

This was not how he wanted the night to go, but damn it, Isla had a

way of lighting a fire in him that no one else ever had.

The party had been a dream come true for Isla–a glimpse into a

world she had only ever imagined. The grandeur of the event was

intoxicating, with its glittering chandeliers, elegant décor, and the

hum of conversations from fascinating people. Everywhere she

looked, there were women in exquisite gowns and dazzling jewelry,

and men exuding confidence in tailored suits. It was the kind of adult

sophistication she had never experienced before, and she found herself utterly captivated.

This was her first taste of a life she had yearned for, a life far removed

from the sleepy, predictable rhythm of her small–town existence. It felt like stepping into a fairytale, one where the world was alive with

possibilities. But all of it had come crashing down when Graham

appeared on the dance floor.

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She had been enjoying herself–truly enjoying herself–until he

ruined it. His commanding presence, his sharp words, and that

infuriatingly smug attitude reminded her of what this night really

was: his game. She knew his motives. This was another calculated

attempt to make her say yes to his marriage proposal, another way to dangle the world she longed for just out of reach.

“Just say yes, and the world could be yours.” His words from a week

ago rang in her ears, a cruel echo of temptation. God, how she wanted

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