Scars Of A Broken Bond free novel - Chapter 1811

Then, they stumbled upon a newlywed couple capturing their wedding moments amid the scenic backdrop.

As they strolled, Bettie snapped lots of photos on her phone, some of scenery and selfies, others of herself which Lance had taken.

At a quaint building, Lance asked an elderly lady to take their picture.

Spotting the wedding ring on Lances finger, the elderly lady gushed as she snapped photos for them. You two are made for each other! Say cheese!

Lance grinned, but Bettie set her straight. Actually, were not

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Mid-sentence, it hit her, they were married, albeit for show, and she wasnt used to it.

Lance squeezed her hand, murmuring, Why bother letting people know youre not really my wife?

Bettie was at a loss for words.

The elderly lady sensed something amiss about Betties reaction. As she handed back Lances phone, she noticed Betties bare finger.

She then assumed that Bettie was a mistress.

Watching the elderly ladys receding figure, Bettie pondered the ladys disdainful gaze. Then, she glanced at Lance, arching an eyebrow with a smirk. Does your wife know youre on a business trip with me?

What an actress. Lance chuckled. Nah, how could I clue her in, babe?

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Bettie raised her voice. Oh, you! When are you going to divorce your wife and marry me?

Lances expression remained unchanged and remarked, You know, Im due for a promotion soon so I still need my father-in-laws backing. Ill get you some jewelry, babe.

Do you think Im after your money? I just want us to be together openly.

I swear, once I secure the promotion, Ill divorce her.

Onlookers were left dumbfounded as they eavesdropped on the spectacle.

After sightseeing, Bettie and Lance stumbled upon a local restaurant for dinner. There they ordered spicy crayfish, scallops, oysters, and other seafood.

The restaurants specialty fruit wine was sweet and it was a unique treat.

Betties forehead glistened with sweat and her lips tinged red as if shed applied lipstick. This enhanced her beauty.

Post-dinner, they made their way back to the hotel.

En route, Bettie scrolled through the photos on her phone. She powered down her phone and took the half-empty bottle of fruit wine.

Walking along, she sighed. I should have called Sabrina last night and got her to bring me a camera.

She wanted to see you last night?