Chapter 133

It was just a stupid meeting with his ex-wife, so why was he so nervous? Xavier wondered, rubbing his sweaty palms on a handkerchief.

“She’s in,” he heard Carlos say to Laura from outside.

Xavier cleared his throat. This was it. He started to straighten his tie, but stopped mid-way and asked himself what the hell he was even doing. He adjusted himself in his chair that was now beginning to hurt in certain spots where it didn’t before. Sighing, he forced himself to stay still.

He raised the mug of coffee to his lips, looking as poised as possible when Laura walked in. From an onlooker’s perspective, there was not a thing out of place with him.

Laura stopped by the door and regarded him with a smile. Carlos stood watching him with the door open, silently assuring Xavier that he was there in case he needed anything. Laura, who hadn’t heard the sound of the door close turned around to face Carlos.

“You may leave now,” she said, practically forcing him out of the room and pu