When My Ex's Worst Enemy Became My Sanctuary novel Chapter 15

Dorothea snapped back to reality and realized she had followed Latham all the way to his apartment.

The gray marble floor was cold and shiny, almost like a mirror. Besides the black leather sofa and a metal-framed floor lamp, the place was practically empty. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows looked out over the city lights, which was the only bit of color in the whole room. She never would have guessed that a notorious playboy would keep his home so minimal.

Standing there in a strange man’s apartment—even if he was technically her husband—Dorothea felt awkward and out of place. They definitely weren’t close enough to be sharing a bed.

“Maybe I should just go home,” she said quietly.

Latham pulled off his tie and tossed it onto the sofa. “Don’t make a fuss. I’m tired from that fight. No way I have the energy to drive you back.” He gave her a teasing look. “Or did you think I was planning to do something?”

Dorothea’s cheeks turned pink. She quickly looked down, staring at her own reflection in the cold marble floor. “I didn’t think anything,” she mumbled.

Latham let out a low laugh, then nudged her toward the guest room. “You can stay here.” He flicked on the light. “This one’s for you. The master bedroom? Keep dreaming.”

Once inside, Dorothea closed the door and quietly locked it. The bedding looked brand new. Her nerves eased a little. Maybe she didn’t dislike her so-called husband as much as she thought. Latham wasn’t quite what she’d pictured. Sure, he was a flirt, but maybe he had a gentlemanly side too? She couldn’t help but smile at how contradictory that sounded.

Her phone buzzed with a message.

Elise: [Tomorrow night at seven. Don’t be late.]

After the meeting between the two families tomorrow, it would be time for her to collect what her dear mother owed her.

That night, Dorothea barely slept. Maybe it was the unfamiliar room. Maybe it was thinking about the man who’d bothered her outside the club earlier. Whatever it was, she kept waking up, never really getting any rest. By the time the sky started to lighten, she slipped quietly out of Latham’s apartment.

Latham woke up at seven. When he saw the empty guest room, he paused for a moment. She really left?

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