Beyond Divorce: He Is Not The Same

nd," Adeli

erly Hills boutique. The midnight-blue suit fit him like a second skin. It hid

slightly. He had seen the map of scars on Chris's back

standing behind him. She reached out to straighte

a few years ago," Chris said, his voice flat. "They were

ia said, watching his reflection. "Elizabeth and

Good. I'm going to make her regret

ered. "You'

getting

nding as the Bentley pulled up. Adelia stepped out first, weari

ris ste

like a dark prince. He offered his arm to Adelia,

lroom. The air was thick

something Greg said. Her laugh sounded forced, too high-pitche

ted. Heads turned.

toward the entran

mfortably on the small of her back. He looked... magnificent. H

voice cut through the sile

She clutched her clutch bag so hard her knuckles were

ored. He looked at her dress-a pale

entertainment," Chris said

"This is a private event, C

holding company has owned a controlling stake for months. We j

h the nearby guests. Elizabeth f

ing," she

aid. He turned to Adelia.

response. He led Adel

s pulled Adelia close. His movements were fluid, domina

ver danced with her. He had always claimed he had tw

moved li

h her arm. "Liz, d

off. "Don't to

a's ear, and Adelia threw her head back and

She wiped it away furiously. Hate. She had to hat