I Played His Lover’s Husband Chapter 14
Dominic lost control, striding over and seizing my wrist
The commotion jolted Rhett awake
In a split second, he was ready to launch himself at Dominic again.
I let out a slow breath and said to Rhett, “It’s fine. Let me just… talk to him. One last time.”
Rhett stared at Dominic with a dark expression before finally unclenching his fists.
Perhaps it was the phrase “one last time” that truly rattled Dominic.
For the first time, he no longer looked as calm and immovable as he always did.
Inside the empty conference room, his voice carried an unusual urgency.
“Estelle, I was wrong. About everything. I had it all wrong-the way we worked.”
“End it with him. There won’t be anyone else. Ever.”
“Let’s start over, okay?”
I frowned. “And why would I do that?”
“Because we love each other.” He stared directly at me, his voice rough and low.
“Two people who love each other-why would they ever have to part?”
I looked at him coldly. “Because you never loved me.”
“Dominic, the only person you’ve ever loved is yourself.”
“So why the sudden performance? You don’t love me. You just can’t stand that I finally stopped chasing you.”
Dominic looked as though my emotionless gaze had physically burned him, yet he still refused to look away.
His eyes were bloodshot.
His throat bobbed painfully several times before he finally managed to speak.
“That’s not true. I love you, Estelle. I do.”
I’d loved him in secret for thirteen years.
Then came five more years of engagement-five years of hating myself while I waited, desperate, for him to
love me back
But now that he was finally offering it to me with such humility, I no longer wanted it.
I stated the truth calmly. “But I don’t love you anymore.”
“Sign the papers.” I turned to leave.
Then Dominic’s voice sounded behind me.
“Then hate me.” His voice was low and hoarse.
“Even hate’s better than being a stranger.”