After my husband cheated, I became the queen of business.
Language: en
1. It was the third day of our cold war. I’d just walked through the door when Mr. Davies, our butler, presented a massive bouquet of roses. Mr. Davies’s smile was a little too sweet, a little too forced. “Sir realized his mistake. He personally picked out your favorite red roses this morning.” “If Sir didn’t have a meeting today, he would have delivered them himself. Please don’t be too angry, you’re the most important person to him.” To cover for Julian, Mr. Davies piled on the compliments, but after a long day, I just felt irritated. Red roses were my favorite. My hand lifted,…