"Davina has tens of millions of followers. My company's cash flow just collapsed. I need her reach for product promotion and the investors behind her. Being with her is just an act. You're the one I love. You've always been the one."
I stared at that familiar face of his and felt nothing but nausea.
"Just an act?" I let out a cold laugh. "Does 'just an act' mean throwing my things out like garbage? Does it mean buying her handbags worth over a hundred thousand dollars? You make me sick, Otto."
He stepped forward and gripped both my shoulders.
"You think I enjoy groveling for someone else's approval? Who do you think I'm killing myself for? It's for us. For our future! You're an organizer. You fold clothes and sort closets all day. You have no idea how cutthroat the business world is!"
"Once I land the investment from Davina's family and the company stabilizes, I'll dump her and marry you. All you have to do is hang on a little longer. Just pretend none of this happened."
So that was his logic.