Jessica turned to him coldly when she heard him ask for a divorce yet again. William knew what he had to expect from her after saying it out loud, so he wasn’t really surprised at her annoyance.
“Where to, sir?” Peter asked from the driver’s seat, and William asked him to take them to the Patel Hotel.
“I’ll be getting off now,” Jessica said, fuming in rage. That man sure knew how to push her buttons. She tried to unlock the door, but to no avail. “Let me go,” she threw William a dirty look.
“Peter, drive,” William said and without another word, the car was already in motion.
Jessica didn’t want to be with William. Especially when Camilla said that she was in town and asked them to be at home. But God only knew what she would find at the Patel hotel. It was his own personal disposal
