Page 27 of The Rancher's Plain Jane Wife

A woman had approached Damian, and as she bent down to talk to the billionaire, Sarah didn't miss the way the other woman's breasts had threatened to swallow Damian's face whole.The bitch!

Sarah sharply turned away to glare down at her salad while a mass of emotions churned inside of her. She was furious and stupidly jealous, but she was also hurt and afraid.This weekend was supposed to be about proving herself she was over Damian, so why was she acting like this?

She took her phone out in an effort to distract herself, and Sarah did end up forgetting about the billionaire when she saw the number of calls she had missed from Colton. As she typed a quick text, asking what was wrong, her phone rang again, and Sarah immediately excused herself when she saw the name that had popped up on her screen.

After stepping out of the ballroom, she walked several meters away before answering the call. "Hey, Hardy."

Unbeknownst to Sarah, Damian had gone after her the moment he saw her leave, and as he came closer, he heard her speaking in a voice that could only be described as affectionate.

"No, I haven't told them about you yet, sorry...I'm just waiting for the right time."

Damien could feel his face whitening as he listened to Sarah's words.

"Trust me, it will work out. Okay? So stop worrying and stressing yourself. Can you promise me that?"

Damian's fists clenched at the tender look on Sarah's face.

"I love you, too, Hardy. Good night." Sarah ended the call with a sigh of relief. Thank God she been able to talk Hardy out of doing something crazy. Turning around to head back to the ballroom, she had only taken a few steps back when she saw Damian standing in front of her, and she let out a startled squeak.

"Damian?"

"I never thought Moore was telling me the truth."

She stared at him in genuine bewilderment. "What are you talking about?"

"There's no need to pretend," Damian snapped. "Moore told me enough."

"I really have no idea—-"

"Hardy," Damian nearly spat the name out in his rage. "The one you just finished speaking to and said I love you to, dammit. That's the man I'm talking about."

Sarah froze.

"And the reason why you haven't told any of us about him is because he's married," Damian condemned harshly. "Isn't it?"

"W-What?"But her mind was already working overtime, and when she saw Damian start towards her, she didn't even hesitate. She took her heels off and ran away without looking back.

"Goddammit, Sarah. Don't make me go after you."

But this only made Sarah run faster, and she picked her skirts up as she climbed the steps leading up to the suites.Think, Sarah!She needed to make the most out of her headstart before the billionaire caught up with her, which she knew was only a matter of time.

Damian mentioned aboutMooretelling him something. Was that why Colton had been trying to get a hold of her? And then there was the way he had been spitting mad when talking about Hardy.Understandable,considering his dog-in-the-manger attitude and hearing her say'I love you'over the phone. But what was that about the married bit? Was he insinuating that she was having an affair withHardyof all people? If he was, and she said no, he might want to know more, and what if—-

Fingers cupped her elbow.

Time's up,Sarah thought with a gulp.

And then she was being spun around, and her back fell against the balustrade as she stared up at Damian's icy expression.

"No more lies, Sarah," he snarled. "Are you having an affair with a married man or not?"

Sarah mentally crossed her fingers.

And then she heard herself say, "Yes."

"Goddammit, Sarah.Are youfuckingserious?" Damian raked down at her. "Even Moore would be a better deal than that asshole, dammit." And when Sarah only continued looking up at him, he couldn't stop himself from gripping her shoulders to give her a good, hard shake. "Say something, dammit!"

Sarah swallowed hard. "I'm...sorry?"

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