Chapter 163

JACK POV

I hung up and then deleted his number and the call log. What were the chances that Arabella would have his number engraved in her head? Zero to none. Hopefully she won’t find his number and not look for him either. Why did he have to always show up at her most vulnerable moments? I hated it.

I kept her phone aside and stood up. She came in just at that moment too, smiling at me.

“Are you leaving already?” Arabella asked.

I looked down at the small purse in my hand, then folded it pretty quickly. “Yeah. I’ll just put this in with the rest of the bag.”

“Great. Thank you for being here, Jack. Is there anything you want?”

I shook my head while smiling, but my eyes told a different story.

Stop hugging a married man in public. Stop liking him. Stop making him always have the chance to come back to you.

As though she could read my mind, Arabella coughed self consciously and then sat on the couch, crossing her legs and lapping her hands together. She wasn’t necessarily nervous, but s