Page 141 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1
"Penny..."
"When we were arguing earlier you said all we were doing was fucking."
"I didn't mean it. I was upset."
I took a deep breath. "I shouldn't be upset with you. I slept with someone else too. But I am. I don't know what you want me to say." It was hard to picture his hands on someone else.
"You're allowed to be upset with me."
"It was her, wasn't it?"
He looked up at me.
"Isabella? Your wife?"
"Yes," he sighed.
"Okay."
"Penny, I didn't go to New York with the intention of sleeping with her."
"Okay."
"It just happened."
"Okay."
"Please stop saying okay. It's not okay. And I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry, Penny."
"You don't have to explain it to me. She's your wife."
"I needed you to know."
I took a deep breath. "I need some air."
"Okay. Let's take a walk."
"I want to be alone."
"Penny, you have a concussion..."
"I'm okay. Please. I just need some air."
"Take this." He lifted up the envelope.
I shook my head.
He folded the envelope and stood up. He slipped it into my pocket. Then he grabbed my phone out of his pocket and slipped it next to the envelope. "Please be careful."
"I promised you I would be." I went over to the elevator and pressed the button.
"Please stay."
"I can't."
"I'm begging you, please."
"I can't look at you right now." The elevator dinged as the doors slid open. I stepped on.
