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"Honestly, Carter. You've achieved everything you wanted. The big contract is yours. You're getting your share of the inheritance. You've also won the club championships, even with a new record. You've beaten Cameron in every way. Yet for weeks you've been in a mood that couldn't be worse. And just now you almost lost it because Cameron insulted Isabella."
"I always almost lose it with Cameron. I don't care what he calls Isabella!" I glared at Don angrily. "I just never want to hear about her again. You should know that! She cheated on me and lied to me and betrayed me in the worst way possible. I'm done with her!"
Don looked at me silently.
"What? Don't you believe me?"
Don was still silent, studying me from head to toe. He really did think he was a psychiatrist. Don't they also like to stay quiet and wait for you to answer your own question? But I wasn't going to do Don that favor. No way.
Don then asked, "What actually happened? You never told me. But the way you're acting, one might think she jumped into bed with your brother at Cameron's wedding."
No.
With me.
I quickly banished that memory from my thoughts.
Being reminded of Isabella's naked body was really the last thing I wanted.
"She's engaged to someone else. They have a shared apartment, or rather a shared mortgage for that apartment. She probably just wanted to earn some extra money from me."
"You've told me that before. Honestly, Carter, that's all just hearsay. Donovan Hayden Ellesmere told your grandmother. You have no proof that Isabella and this man are still involved. Apartments are scarce these days. There are quite a few people who break up but still have to live under the same roof. Because the one who wants to move out simply can't find an apartment." Don raised his arms. "Becoming homeless isn't an option either."
"Then she could have told me that. She didn't. At the hotel, she pretended this guy was threatening her. A dirty trick to improve her chances with me." I snorted angrily.
"Maybe he really did threaten her?" Don suggested.
"Whose side are you on anyway?" I eyed my buddy suspiciously. Don raised his hands defensively.
"Yours, of course, buddy. I'm just saying, maybe everything is completely different than it seems. Why don't you talk to Isabella again?" Don nodded at me.
"What good would that do?" At the thought of seeing Isabella again, my cock throbbed in my pants. That only made me angrier. "Talking won't help, not at all. It'll just lead to an argument. I'm not in the mood for that."
"Talking can also serve to clear up a misunderstanding." Don was living up to his reputation. He had always been stubborn in school, not giving up easily.
But so was I.
"If there was a misunderstanding. That's not the case here. I don't need Isabella and I don't miss her either. What I need is another woman. One who can distract me and with whom I can spend a few nice hours."
"That's up to you." Don gave up. Almost. He added, "I would talk to her again. You have no idea what really happened. Maybe everything is completely different than you think."
"NO!" I turned my back on Don and walked past him into the clubhouse to get my things.
Misunderstanding. Absolutely ridiculous. The situation was as clear as day. And it was also clear that I didn't miss Isabella.
Why then, at the thought of her, my cock throbbed in my pants and my heart beat faster, was a mystery to me.
Chapter 28 ~ Isabella ~
"Here!"Iturnedaround.Hayley was standing behind me, holding out a blue and pink package. I didn't take it.
Why would I?
"I'm feeling better already," I announced confidently. "I don't need a test. I'm definitely not pregnant." My nausea had indeed subsided, and I was standing in Hayley's kitchen - no, our kitchen - looking at the plants. Since I moved in, it had been my job to take care of them. Hayley had said with a small grin: "It's time you learned how to do this." So far, I had done quite well. No plants had died yet, and a cactus was even starting to develop a small flower.
Develop.
Is that what you call it with plants?