Chapter 408

When you looked out from one side of the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, you would see a thick riverbank. The other side allowed those in the office to oversee every inch of the city below. It was a great place for an office, and most certainly not somewhere any Tom, Dick, or Harry could own should they wish. She had once been stripped away of the right to visit this place. He was her husband, and while she was never allowed into his office, he would let another woman come and go as she wished. Madeline’s lips quirked at the thought as she quietly took out the food she had bought. She would never wear an apron and cook for him again, for whatever willingness to give she once had no longer existed. Jeremy was obviously in a great mood as he ate away happily without suspecting if Madeline had indeed made the dishes or not. Rays of the mid-autumn afternoon sun scattered over the man’s black button-up shirt, casting a gentle light over his deep gaze. After lunch, Madelin