When My Ex's Worst Enemy Became My Sanctuary novel Chapter 136

The screen stayed dark, not a single message lighting up the silence. When it finally buzzed, he grabbed his phone, hoping—just maybe—but it was only Wade tagging him in the group chat, sending a big thumbs up.

[Latham, is that a pro-level public display of affection or what?]

Usually, Latham would come up with something snarky and fire back. Tonight, though, the only person he wanted to hear from was still nothing but a quiet name in his chat list.

He bailed on his dinner plans and headed home early. As soon as he walked in, he asked, “Where’s Dorothea?”

Linda looked up, a little curious. “Latham, Dorothea hasn’t come back yet.”

He pressed his lips together. “Okay.”

Was he too blunt at the press conference again? Did he scare her off?

He shook his head, grabbed a towel, and started toward his room before changing his mind and heading to the next one.

Dorothea came home feeling more than a little guilty. She peeked into the living room first, half-expecting to see Latham sprawled on the couch, but he was nowhere in sight. She let out a tiny sigh of relief.

Linda saw her looking around and smiled. “Dorothea, are you looking for Latham? He’s gone upstairs to rest.”

Dorothea paused for a beat. She definitely was not looking for him. Not even a little.

She forced a smile. “Thanks, Linda. Got it.”

If he was resting, he’d be in the study or his bedroom. Trying to keep her steps quiet, she skipped the elevator and took the stairs up to the second floor. She reached for her bedroom door, but just as she turned the knob, she heard running water.

Steam was rising from behind the frosted glass of her bathroom door. Someone was in her shower.

Had she walked into the wrong room? She stepped back out and checked. No, it was definitely hers.

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