Chapter 3

After leaving the hotel, I headed to my best friend's bar. After a few rounds of drinks, my best friend learned from me about the things Luke had done. In a fit of rage, she grabbed a beer bottle and was about to teach Luke a lesson, but I managed to stop her with force.

"I never approved of you marrying him from the start. He's a notorious womanizer in our circle. Even if you married him for the sake of family interests, he's bound to leave you a mess in the future," she warned.

"You'll end up dealing with illegitimate children, which makes your life a living hell."

"Jan, you have so many better options. Why insist on clinging to him, a jerk?"

My friend's words gave me a headache. In a foul mood, I excused myself to the restroom, having a moment to myself to find some peace.

In the bar's hallway, a man in a suit leaned against the wall, holding a cigarette, listlessly smoking. His aura of icy detachment made him unapproachable.

I was about to ignore him and walk past.

Unexpectedly, he turned his head to look at me.

With just one glance, his handsome, familiar face came into view.

Colin?

Did he return to the country?