Chapter 0022 William’s POV : I must have been losing my mind , because thoughts of Caroline followed me with no end in sight . Whether it be with anger or with a sudden sense of longing , my mind turned to her for hours on end . Not only did it fill me with deep frustration , but my beloved Sophia could . tell just how distracted I was becoming . 1 shamefully found myself digging through Caroline’s social media just to see how she was getting along after the divorce . Surely she had to be miserable without me , missing me at every hour of the day . Instead , what I discovered were carefree photos of her downing drinks at a bar with that friend of hers ( Cynthia ? Candy ? Her name didn’t matter ) . Surrounding her were a plethora of strange , disgusting – looking men . As a man myself , the lustful looks in their eyes were easily recognizable , and just the sight alone made my blood begin to boil . It also led me to realize that Caroline was truly a charming woman , and she always had been . Men seemed to flock to her at just the sight of her smile , and yet I had only ever looked at her with disgust . Although I was reluctant to admit it , she was flawless , and she bore many features that would have otherwise drawn me in . A sense of clarity returned to me and I realized then that I was mournfully touching her face through my phone screen . Disgust settled over me at my own actions . I love Sophia , I reminded myself , my phone gripped tightly in my hands . To escape my annoyance with myself , I decided that a late night cruise through the city would calm my strewn nerves . It wasn’t until I drove into the lot that I shamefully realized I had subconsciously made my way to the same bar in Caroline’s pictures . “ I’m here just out of concern , ” I tried to convince myself , hesitantly exiting the vehicle . “ I’m her ex- husband and I have a right to be concerned for her safety . I knew I’d made a mistake as soon as I stepped into the bar , where I was hit with irritation from the establishment’s awful music . It was loud , erratic , and lacked any substance other than to make drunken teenagers dance and grind to the beat . I distinctly remembered Caroline telling me she’d never been interested in such places , and yet there she was , moving on the dance floor like it was second nature . I fought back the urge to take her away from this place and instead sat down and ordered a bottle of wine while I patiently watched from afar . The pictures hadn’t shown her body , so I was shocked to discover that the rest of Caroline looked absolutely gorgeous . Her hair and makeup were spot on and her curved body was -clad in a tight sexy dress with high – heeled shoes that complimented her looks beautifully . Her skin was fair and her cheeks were flushed from alcohol , and I swore I had never seen her look so alluring in my life . +25 BONUS Chapter 0022 Caroline’s friend ( whose name I didn’t care to remember ) made the announcement celebrating her divorce , and it had me rolling my eyes in annoyance . Of course they would be so petty as to celebrate a separation . Despite my irritation , I refrained from interfering and instead kept my eyes on Caroline . That’s when I saw a man touch her hips , his eyes full of desire , and when he refused to let go , my anger hit the roof . All my prior restraint died in an instant and I clicked a bottle his way , hoping to nail the offender on the head . Unfortunately , the bottle missed , but the subsequent crash of the glass on the dance floor caused everyone to come to a screeching halt , including the creep touching Caroline . My only thought as I stormed toward Caroline was to get her away from such a filthy place . She yelped and fiercely struggled , but her resistance was ignored and I forced her into my car to take her back to our villa . Sophia and George had yet to move in , so Caroline and I could have some much needed alone time . When I saw her beautiful form gracing my bed later that evening , my thoughts returned to how gorgeous she looked back to how she looked in the bar . Ashamedly , I lost myself for a moment , allowing myself to touch her and forcing a kiss onto her . It wasn’t until I felt the painful sting of a slap to my face that I finally became cognizant of my actions . What am I doing here ? I thought to myself at that moment . Why am I doing this to her ? We’re divorced , and I have a girlfriend and child ! Disgusted with myself and refusing to face her scared expression again , I went out to a bar ( a respectable one this time ) for a drink . The rest of that booze – filled night for me was a blur , but I know that when I returned home , I was so drunk I was barely functional . What I said or did to Caroline that night , I don’t know , but I had very little control over myself . I did have bits and pieces of my memory , and worryingly enough , I distinctly recalled Caroline saying something about “ death ” or “ dying “ . I had no idea what it meant , but there was a sinking feeling I had in my stomach when I woke up the next morning and found a tangle of hair on the sofa . Initially , worry overwhelmed me at the idea that the strands had been torn out somehow . It hadn’t torn anything out had I ? Who would lose so much hair in just one night ? A surge of panic overtook my heart as the possibilities raced through my mind . On a whim , I put in a call to a close friend of mine . My foot tapped anxiously as I waited for him to pick up . “ William ? Hey , what’s up ? ” the voice on the other end called . “ Hello , Laden , ” I greeted , my voice wavering with worry . “ Your father runs the local hospital , right ? I need your help .