The Man Who Never Looked Away novel Chapter 221

The back of the Bentley was incredibly spacious, yet Lavinia Joplin sat pressed as closely against the door as possible. She wanted to keep her distance from him.

Garnett Harper sat with his legs crossed, watching her with a mild expression.

"Do you really hate seeing me this much?"

Lavinia kept her eyes on the window. "This isn't the way back."

"Let's grab a bite. That fancy restaurant from our first date," Garnett said.

Lavinia didn't understand. Lately, he seemed almost nostalgic. What kind of timing was this?

She had already started collecting evidence of his adultery and was preparing to initiate the legal proceedings for a divorce.

The restaurant was exorbitant, which meant there were even fewer patrons on a weekday.

Garnett had booked a private dining room. Their very first date had been here, too.

Lavinia still remembered that for their first dinner, she had agonized over what to wear for two days straight.

Back then, Sigrid Sloan hadn't returned from abroad. She and Garnett hadn't spoken directly in years, and Lavinia had genuinely believed they had made a clean break.

On that first date, he had ordered wine.

She had never been a drinker, but not wanting to ruin his mood, she had a glass. It immediately went to her head.

After dinner, he had his driver pick them up. Once in the car, she couldn't help but fall asleep.

When she woke up, she realized she had been sleeping in his car for two hours, his suit jacket draped over her shoulders.

He had just sat there in the back seat beside her, legs crossed, resting his chin on his hand, watching her the entire time.

He hadn't said a word, and yet she had foolishly believed he liked her.

How narcissistic did someone have to be to harbor such a pathetic illusion?

Returning to this exact spot, Lavinia thought that if time machines existed, she'd go back two years just to tell herself:

"Don't be an idiot. He loves someone else. He always has."

"You're not fit to stay at Celestial Capital," he stated flatly.

Lavinia stared at him. "Why? Because Sigrid is there?"

Garnett didn't answer.

Anger slithered into her chest like a venomous snake, sinking its fangs deep into her heart.

"So, my failing performance review last month was your doing too? Did you order Mr. Coleman to make that happen?"

Garnett paused, his tone turning cold as he looked at her.

"Do you honestly think I have the free time to micromanage your performance reviews? If you weren't my wife, with your standing, even if you looked like a supermodel, I wouldn't give you a second glance."

Lavinia looked at the man sitting across from her.

She felt embarrassed that she had ever been married to him, humiliated by every single minute they had ever shared.

She looked him dead in the eye and spoke slowly and clearly: "You think I'm unworthy. No matter what I do, nothing will ever change your arrogance."