Chapter 4 It was late , but Winona lay wide awake . !! Her mouth was parched . She slipped out of the bedroom in search of a glass of water . As she passed Tyson's room , she noticed his door ajat a sliver of amber light spilling into the dark hallway . - 2 Last night , after overhearing that phone call , she'd claimed she was unwell and moved to the quest room . Now , faint noises drifted from Tyson's room - whispered , intimate . Then Tyson's breathless voice broke the hush " Celia , stop . This is my house . " " What , are you afraid she'll hear us ?" Celia's tone was teasing , sultry . " Ty , what are you so scared of ? We're the ones who are legally married ." " " Celial Tyson's voice snapped , suddenly stem . " What happened between us is over . " " Ty- " If it weren't for helping you escaping that monster of an ex - husband , I never would have married you . Nona's been with me for five years She's my girlfriend - she'll be my real wife someday . Once your situation is sorted , we'll- He stopped . The room filled again with muffled , unmistakable sounds . Vinona snapped back to herself , realizing her hands were shaking uncontrollably . A bitter , mocking smile flickered in her eyes . Tyson , a man nearly six foot three , and yet he wanted her to believe Celia could force herself on him if he didn't want it ? That marrying Celia was the only way to help her escape her ex ? What a joke . They were just making excuses for their affair . Dressing it up to look righteous . } | " Ty , don't you miss what we had ? The happiness I gave you - Winona could never compare " Celia Tyson's voice was hoarse , thick with desire . The noises inside grew louder , more desperate . Winona caught the whole sordid conversation on her phone . Her stomach roiled . She stumbled to the bathroom , clutching the sink , ratching until her throat bumed Disgusting . Pathetic . When she finally left the bathroom , her phone buzzed : a message from a client . There was a problem with the project - she'd have to fix it tonight . Exhausted , she forced herself to sit at her desk and open her laptop . Her mind wandered . Back then , when Tyson ran for student body president , she'd campaigned day and night for him , smiling until her cheeks hurt , doing everything she could to help him win . Later , when he was elected , she ran errands big and small for him After graduation , she joined his company . She poured her heart and soul into his work . !! A dull ache twisted in her stomach , yanking her back to the present . This would be the last time.X And it wasn't even for him - just for herself and her team , for the months of effort they'd put in . Five years of devotion . The agony of that car accident two years ago , the leg she'd lost , her dreams of dancing - all replayed in her mind , merging with the echo of those two cheating in the next room . She would get to the bottom of this . And when she did , they'd pay for what they'd done . Dawn . When Winona finally emerged from her room , the smell of breakfast drifted through the house . She turned to see Tyson in the kitchen , frying eggs . A pot simmered nearby . Celia lingered at the doorway , smiling at him.8 " Ty , after all these years , your breakfast is still my favorite , Celia cooed " Go on , sit down . I'll bring it over . Tyson glanced back at Celia as he spoke , but his gaze accidentally met Winona's " Nona ." His voice was gentle - just like every other ordinary morning . " Morning " Winona's lips twisted in a bitter self - mocking smile !! Chapter 4 Three years together and he'd never cooked for her . Not once . Even when she drank herself sick to win him a contract , he never made her a single bowl of soup . He'd just call someone to deliver food ! She used to think he simply wasn't the domestic type . Turns out , she just wasn't the one worth the effort .