Chapter 90

Julie follows his gaze to her hand. “It’s a ring, Ryan.” “Don’t play dumb with me. You’re engaged?” “Yes.” “To him? Lucas?” His voice rises, disbelief and fury mixing in his chest. “Yes,” she repeats. Ryan stares at her, his mind reeling. He came here expecting to find her waiting, miserable without him. Instead, she’s wearing another man’s ring. Ryan’s eyes are glued to the ring, that massive, glittering diamond mocking him with every glint of light it catches. His throat tightens. His fingers curl into fists at his sides. He can feel his pulse throbbing in his temples. “How could you do this?” he says. “You let that man brainwash you. You think he’s any better than me? His first wife left him, Julie. That’s a pretty damn telling sign, don’t you think? What are you going to do when it gets rough? Run to another man?” Julie crosses her arms, leaning back against her desk. “Even when you’re dying, you’re still an arrogant piece of shit. Do you have any business with me today, Mr. O’Brie