The Stand In Wife's Revenge novel Chapter 49

I stood looking out the glass walls of my piano room at the mansion. There was a lot of tension in the dark thick night. Even though the moon below were

dim they were still able to illuminate the world in subdued yellow hues which allowed me to observe it without having to take part in it. I wasnt here for the

evening.

The tranquility that surrounded me was not something I was here to enjoy. No I was thinking of something else tonight. It was something much more bitter

than discomfort that made my chest feel constricted even though my suit felt a little too tight and the fabric tugged a little as I moved.

I took another look at my wristwatch. In the last few minutes I had done this far too often but I was unable to stop. The waiting seemed to go on forever

with each second seeming to drag on longer than it should. I felt like the time this evening was mocking me. The knowledge of what was ahead made every

moment feel heavy as if it were weighing me down.

The moment had come.

The sound of my phone vibrating in my pocket interrupted my thoughts. My chest began to tremble before the gentle jingle ceased. When I took the phone

out I recognized the name on the screen. My personal investigator.

My voice was tight with anticipation as I gave a prompt response.

“Alex” he said in a professional clipped tone.Since it always sounded like he was having trouble keeping himself together he was skilled at what he did.

“Say something to me.” The investigator answered “I’ve got my sights set on him.”

A pause. On his end of the line I could hear the distant clink of a cup or mug the faint rustle of paper and the murmur of his breath. “Where is he?” I

inquired not even trying to be quiet.

“He went into a restaurant. Somewhat exclusive a private place.” The investigator stated “He is with someone–his fiancée.”

I experienced a stab of pain in my chest as the word fiance hovered between us. It was another indication of how far Liam had come not because of the woman–no I didnt really care about her. It was an intentional slap across the face. I let out a sharp breath. I could sense my blood pressure increasing as the anger that I had suppressed for days weeks and months started to simmer.

It could be ignited with just a spark. And the spark was this news. “What restaurant?” I repeated trying to control my voice.

I was so close that I couldnt afford to lose it now. Not until the time had finally come.

With an almost too–calm tone he answered “I’ll send you the address.”

Perhaps he was simply accustomed to working with impatient men like me or perhaps he had noticed a change in my manner. In any case I lacked the patience to hear more.

I hung up before he could say anything“Do it now.”

I violently pushed the phone back into my pocket after it clicked in my hand. I remained there for a while staring out at the scenery, I had to regain my

composure but the rooms silence felt strange to me. The silence was oppressive in its weight.

My hands clenched into fists at my sides as I turned away from the window and exhaled deeply. I wasnt upset only because of what Liam had done and left behind. No there was more to it. It was his utter disregard for her for us and for all that we had previously created.

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