Orla POV
We walked into one of the most famous Irish pubs in the area. In fact, a long time ago, my ex-boyfriend and I were regulars. It had the best beers and the most fun music to enjoy the evening.
Mathew Lynch, the son of one of my dad's business associates, was my boyfriend. I was contempt of the idea of having a marriage in that, despite having business interests mingled in the middle, there was also love and devotion… at least, on my end… because Mathew decided to throw everything away, and cheat on me.
Trying to defend himself, he said that it was normal for people with our arrangement, to have one or two flings before committing to a steady relationship. The bastard acknowledged having cheated on me more than the time I caught him, balls deep, f*****g another woman under my
