Page 28 of A Diamond Deal
She wouldn’t think of it.
She wouldn’t let it hurt her while he watched and pretended their son had never existed.
They could never go back to their original agreement.
There was too much ugliness between them now. Too much unsaid. Too much pain.She didn’t have the words, she knew. Didn’t know how to explain how his indifference to what they’d lost…
It was a hurt he could never fix.
‘You will lie, Poppy, and you’ll make them believe it,’ he said. ‘Then we will go home.’
She opened her eyes. ‘Home?’
‘We’ll return to Greece.’
‘I’m not going back to Greece.’
‘But you are,’ he contradicted her. ‘And there, back in our marital home, you will prepare for an event. An event so spectacular—so very beautiful—for the renewal of our vows.’
‘The renewal of our vows?’ she repeated. Dumbfounded.
He turned his back on her. ‘We’ll leave no one in doubt about the strength of our marriage.’
‘Our marriage is over,’ she said to his back.
‘Choose any of the bedrooms,’ he said over his shoulder. ‘Tomorrow you will repair the damage you have caused by running away from me without cause, and blaming me for somethingIdid not do.’
‘We’re not finished talking about this.’
‘I am.’
He walked out of the door.
‘Konstantinos!’
CHAPTER FOUR
Poppy’s nose pinched.
She wouldn’t cry. But it threaded through her, the need to release the tension pulling her face muscles tight.
What had she expected? That he’d let her go without damage control? Damage control was his personality. To take control. To fix everything.For everyone.
She let out a self-mocking laugh.
She’d liked that about him in the beginning—was attracted to his unwavering need to make decisions that were fair for everyone, butthiswasn’t fair.
When had his every decision become so self-serving?Selfish?
When had Konstantinos become a…stranger?
She didn’t recognise him any more. Not the man who had been in Léon’s dining room and not the man demanding she go to bed and wake up as his wife.
She tugged her bottom lip between her teeth.
He’d become someone different the minute she’d told him she was pregnant. Distanced himself. Ended every conversation when she’d still been speaking. Taken control when all she’d needed was for him to listen.
And she’d let him.
