The Man Who Never Looked Away novel Chapter 356

So fast. So rushed. She hadn't given him a single second to breathe.

No, that wasn't true. Time had been entirely on his side for two whole years.

They had lived under the same roof. She used to call him her husband. He used to eat the breakfasts and dinners she carefully prepared.

But those days had slipped through his fingers, leaving absolutely nothing behind.

Lately, he had been packing his schedule to the brim, desperately trying not to dwell on the fact that he was officially a divorced man.

But how could she walk away so decisively, so quickly? She had never once looked back at him.

As Garnett walked out of the Harper estate, his phone buzzed.

It was a text from a designer friend who ran a high-end boutique: *[Mr. Harper, your wife is at my shop ordering a custom gown. Thanks for the business!]*

Attached was a photo.

In the picture, Lavinia was wearing an elegant white evening gown, adorned with crystals and pearls. She looked radiant and pure.

White. Was this her wedding dress?

A suffocating grip of jealousy and sorrow seized Garnett's heart.

He texted back: *[Where's your boutique? I'm coming to pay for it.]*

***

Lavinia stood on the fitting platform, examining herself in the mirror. This was already the fifth gown she'd tried on.

Julian sat on the sofa opposite her, scrutinizing the look with the critical eye of an art director.

"Julian, what do you think of this one?" Lavinia asked.

A voice suddenly cut in from the doorway: "Not as good as the one you wore at our wedding."

Both Lavinia and Julian turned toward the sound. Garnett was leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed, his eyes dark and brooding.

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