When My Ex's Worst Enemy Became My Sanctuary novel Chapter 112

Dorothea spent her morning at the salon and made it back to the villa by lunchtime. The past few days had been nonstop with hotel business, and she could see the exhaustion on her own face.

Once home, she sipped on the soup Linda had made, filled her stomach, then curled up on the couch and drifted off for a midday nap. She had no idea how long she slept. Out of nowhere, lightning ripped through the sky, and huge raindrops hammered against the windows.

The sudden noise sent her heart racing for no reason she could name.

Dorothea glanced at her phone and saw a dozen missed calls from Latham. All while she’d been sleeping.

She blinked, confused. Wasn’t he out watching the game with Wade?

She called him back, but no one picked up. The line just rang and rang.

Maybe it wasn’t anything important.

With a shrug, she grabbed a book, curled up again, and let the sound of rain soothe her. It was oddly peaceful, the kind of quiet she hadn’t had in days.

That peace shattered with a loud bang at the front door.

Latham stood in the entryway, completely soaked. His expensive suit was wrinkled and clinging to him, hair dripping water in messy strands. Droplets slid down his jaw, trailing over skin stretched taut with tension.

Dorothea’s heart clenched.

“You didn’t bring an umbrella?” Her voice was gentle, but she couldn’t hide her worry. The basketball arena was indoors, right? And he definitely had a car. How had he ended up like this?

She frowned, noticing a storm in his eyes that she’d never seen before.

Latham’s lips twisted into a sharp smile. “You gave the ticket to Wade?”

So he was upset.

Dorothea dropped her eyes, not wanting to meet his gaze. “Yeah. I heard you both liked basketball.”

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