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Mr Spencer (Mr. 2)

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I hold her hand as we take the lift in even more silence. I don’t even know what to say to her to try and make this better.

I know more than anyone how much a parent’s rejection hurts.

First mine, now hers.

They don’t even know me.

We walk into the apartment, and she heads straight for the stairs. “I’m going to bed.”

I roll my eyes. “I’m having a drink.”

“You don’t have any scotch left.”

“I’ll go down to the bar to get some.”

“Whatever,” she replies flatly.

Whatever? For fuck’s sake. I’ll give fucking Edward whatever when I see him. He’s done exactly what he wanted to do by causing trouble between us.

I leave and head straight for the hotel bar.

“What will it be?” the waitress asks.

“I’ll have a bottle of Black Label to take away, and a scotch on the rocks for now.”

She smiles as she wipes the bar down. “Sure.”

Moments later, she hands me my drink and I sip it sadly. I go over the conversation with Edward in my head.

“You’re not going anywhere, Charlotte. He’s a player, he’s using you.”

I run my hands through my hair in disgust. I hate that I’m perceived this way.

I honestly love her.

Wyatt and Anthony walk in, and I gesture to the seats beside me.

They sit and both look at me like I just killed a man. “Don’t.” I sigh as I sip my drink.

“Where’s Charlotte?” Anthony asks.

“In bed.”

My phone vibrates in my pocket, and I dig it out to see a private number flashing up on the screen.

“I’m going to the bathroom,” Anthony says before standing and disappearing around the corner.

“Hello,” I answer.

“You hurt her, and I’ll fucking kill you,” Edward snarls. I listen for a moment and then the phone goes dead.

Adrenaline surges through my body.

Fuck me, what next?

I exhale heavily and stare straight ahead.

“Can I ask you something?” Wyatt says.



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