39. His Rejection

Lucy’s POV

I sat back in the car, my hands were shaking with shock, pain, and anger.

The person I thought would protect me from pain was actually making it worse.

I took a deep breath, clenched my chest, and gulped, "Sh*t..."

Arman climbed back into the car and told the driver, "Drive."

He wasn't even brave enough to look at or talk to me after what happened there.

On our journey to the villa, he remained silent, letting out a heavy sigh as he averted his eyes from me and cast them toward the window.

When we went back to the Villa, Enrique stood there, expecting Arman. Enrique was going to say something, but when he saw how disappointed I looked, he shut his mouth and watched me go upstairs.

"What happened to your wife?"

"Don't worry about her." Arman replied.

I opened the bedroom's room and slammed the door shut.

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As everyone else got ready for the next day, I stood in front of the mirror and stared at how terrible I looked.

Sofia walked in and said, "Oh