Chapter 65

Emily looked up at him with an unreadable expression. "Mr. Sinclair, I think it’s best if we don’t continue living together. I’m moving back to my house. If you need anything, have Noah contact me."

Nicholas's throat tightened, and he spoke in a hoarse voice, "Do you really hate me that much?"

She paused, meeting his eyes briefly. "After everything you've done, it’s hard not to."

With those final words, Emily walked out, leaving the house in silence. Nicholas sat there for a long moment, staring at the empty space she’d left behind. Slowly, he put down his bowl, the anger boiling over. In one swift motion, he swept all the dishes off the table, sending them crashing to the floor, his eyes burning with cold fury.