Page 133 of Marrying Off My Husband

“Come on,” he continued, “you can’t be that upset. I mean, you lied to us, right? You set up that whole honeymoon suite, didn’t you?”

“I did,” I admitted, my lips curling. “To help you. To help you two to find your happiness.”

“Yeah. Well, little did you know we were faking that to make sure you found yours.” He offered me a sneaky smile.

“Do you feel proud of yourself, Spencer? Are you happy?”

“I’m happy that you found the right man. And I wish you all the best,” he answered.

I couldn’t take anymore. I jabbed a finger at him. “You’re a snake, Spencer Whitaker. And a coward.”

“Huh?”

“Oh, don’t play innocent. Eve told me everything. Not just about the fake dating, but also about how…”

I hesitated, tears flowing down my cheeks as his brow furrowed. “You broke her heart.”

“No,” he said with a shake of his head. “No, we weren’t actually dating.”

“I’m aware of the charade,” I said, my voice trembling with anger as I curled my fingers into fists. “But she genuinely fell for you. She’s in love with you. You didn’t just end a fake relationship, you shattered someone who truly cared about you.”

My voice broke. “And you broke her heart. That poor, sweet little girl just cried herself to sleep. And I feel so responsible. I set this up.”

“What?” he murmured.

“You broke her heart!” I shouted. “You gave her hope where there was none. You toyed with her for months, spending all that time together, connecting with her. And then you…you kissed her. You kissed her in that hotel room knowing full well you were going to do this to her.”

I sucked in a shaky breath, wiping at my cheeks. “Ohhh, you are a coward, Spencer Whitaker. You used her.”

I grabbed the engagement ring he’d given me when we’d wed and hurled it at him, followed by the wedding ring. “I hope you’re happy, Spencer. I hope you’re thrilled with what you’ve caused. You deserve to end up miserable and alone.”

With my piece said, I spun on a heel and stormed from the house, climbing into Theo’s SUV.

He rubbed my shoulders as I wept. I’d ruined Eve’s life. While I had found my forever, hers had been ripped away. And it had been all my fault. I had ruined everything.

CHAPTER 33

SPENCER

Istood stunned, my insides quivering as Louise’s heels pounded out of my house, the door slamming behind her, making me jump.

I’d expected her to be upset about our scam dating, but this…this I hadn’t expected.

None of it.

I glanced down at my feet, the two rings laying haphazardly there. I stooped to scoop them into my hand, their cold weight surprisingly heavy.

Louise’s words echoed in my mind.You deserve to end up miserable and alone.

My eyebrows knitted as I skirted the couch and sank onto the edge. That hadn’t been all she’d said that had caught my attention.You broke her heart.

My features scrunched. I couldn’t have done that. Eve wasn’t in love with me.

But Louise seemed to think differently. She claimed Evewasin love with me, that she genuinely cared.

I closed my fingers around the rings Louise fired at me as my mind searched for details that fit the story Louise spun.

I recalled our first date, the fateful moment when I’d made the offer. She’d agreed. Had there been something else in her eyes then? Had she shown signs of disappointment in that moment when she’d agreed to help me?

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