I found out later that Alex Gilbert had dragged him out of bed to drink together. He'd picked this hotel on purpose—the one Alex Delgado and Mia frequented.
Mia arrived fast. She had nothing but a towel wrapped around her, irritation written all over her face.
"Keep this up and I'm breaking off the engagement."
Alex Gilbert smirked. "What a show."
Only then did it click—he'd called me over this late just to watch this little show.
He handed me a cup; the chocolate cocoa warmed my hands.
Funny. Back then, discovering Alex was cheating also started with a drink.
The first time I caught him cheating was on my college graduation day.
I'd spent hours preparing all his favorite dishes, waiting for him to come home so we could celebrate together.
But unlike usual, he came back late. Very late.
Everything I'd made had gone cold.
He pushed open the front door, saw the decorations, and froze for a second—only then remembering what day it was.
He rubbed the back of his head and awkwardly handed me a cup of milk tea.
Matcha cocoa.
He'd forgotten I'm allergic to matcha.
A woman's intuition is sharp. My heart sank instantly.
Alex rushed into the bathroom, completely ignoring my mood.