Albert parked his car just down the street from the wedding.
He watched Dorothea step out, then stayed put for the entire ceremony, not moving until she and Latham drove off together. He sat there for five hours, torturing himself by watching her find happiness that wasn’t with him.
He’d thought about storming in, making a scene, but he knew all that would do was make Dorothea hate him even more.
His good looks were obscured by a hazy cloud of smoke. He let out a bitter laugh, flicked the cigarette away, and prepared to leave.
Just then, his phone rang. It was his dad.
“Albert, you got the divorce certificate, right?”
“Yeah, I got it.” Albert had used some connections to finalize the divorce with Carola, even before the cooling-off period was over.
He couldn’t let himself be tied to a criminal. It would tank the company’s stock price too.
“Good. Carola’s gone and done it again. She tried to bomb Latham’s wedding. Can you believe it? Only she would think of something like that.”
“Glad we’re divorced. Latham won’t ever let her get the chance to hurt someone again. But Albert, maybe it’s time to think about another marriage alliance?”
Albert went silent, stunned. He never thought Carola would lose it to this extent. Even after they split, he hoped she’d turn things around. He had no idea that asking for a divorce would be what finally broke her.
He let out a heavy sigh. “Dad, let’s put the alliance on hold for now.”
“On hold? What, are you waiting for Latham to have a kid before you finally settle down?”
The idea made Albert’s chest clench. He paused, his voice flat. “I get it, Dad. I’m hanging up.”
Maybe bringing someone new into the picture would get a reaction from Dorothea. Maybe that was the way to go.
Even now, Albert still believed Dorothea was just mad at him, nothing more.
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