To Have Calum Dissick by Maramartha

Author:Maramartha [Maramartha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-07-08T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 28

Prettier but sad

CALUM

“Mr Dissick,” Cathie breathes out.

Mister who? I shove my hands into my pockets to stop myself from drawing her into a hug. Our last encounter is still fresh in my memory. I look around for her protective bodyguard. He’s absent. I’ve imagined this moment too many times to count, but it was nothing like this.

“Really?” I tease. “Why so formal?”

The scowl on Cathie’s lips wipes the smile lingering on mine. My mouth shapes into an O as my gaze sweeps over her frame. She cut her hair. Why? Since when? Cathie crosses her arms under her boobs. The white dress she’s wearing hugs her upper body, tightens around her midriff, then flows downward to her knees. She’s as pretty as ever, maybe prettier with age.

Prettier but sad.

I want to pull her into a hug, if only this one time, to remind her she’s not alone. But we are not the same Calum and Cathie anymore. And there’s no one nearby to dissolve the tension.

“Hilarious,” she finally says. What do I say to that? She wedges herself between me and the door, her eyes hardening as they rake over me from top to bottom. Coming here was a battle against my conscience. I have no idea why I left the comfort of my house to see an ex who lives in another country. “Why are you here, Mr Dissick? What do you want this time?”

This time? The question leaves her lips with a tinge of bitterness. She’s grieving. I’ll have to remember that. I run a hand through my hair, and her brows furrow. How do I say I came for her?

“To pay my condolences,” I reply. She lifts a brow, and her sad eyes drill holes into me. I am here for her, but now that I’m here, how do I announce my role? What about the boyfriend? In the end, I settle for a simple answer. “Amelia was my friend. Her sister was kind to me.”

Anger flashes across Cathie’s face. She lifts a finger, shaking her head in disappointment, rage, and so many negative emotions. “Amelia Greene was not your friend. She was mine.”

The lump in my throat pushes down to my chest. I knew this would be tough, suspected Cathie would be upset because of those emails, but I also expected her to have forgotten about them or moved on. She has a new man. Why’s she mad? I try to smile, but it irks her.

“I’m going to ask you one last time, Mr Dissick. Why are you here?”

The cold air carries her words, and they rest on my shoulders like dumbbells.

“To see you, Cathie,” I confess.

Her jaw slacks. She blinks twice, and then a fresh wave of anger crashes over her. I think I might have said the wrong thing. Pointing to the street where my rental car awaits me, she says, “Leave. I don’t want to see you. Leave us—”

“Cathie?” a male voice calls from inside. She turns to the person. From here, I can’t see him, but I can bet it’s the motherfucker who stole her from me.

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