Chapter 2I Returned To Marry Another Man

I had no idea what he was trying to achieve by telling me that.

Was I supposed to be touched?

A little late for that, wasn't it? This worthless, self-serving gesture? He was only trying to make himself feel better.

Uninterested, I got up and headed to the restroom.

On my way back, I saw Noah and a few of his friends smoking on the balcony just off the hallway.

Their voices drifted over to me.

"Seriously, Noah, you're the man. All these years, and Sienna Windsor still can't get over you."

"Yeah, teach us your secrets, bro. I wanna know what it's like to have a rich heiress completely hung up on me."

"Who can compare to Noah? Remember how final she was when she left? And now she’s back, tail between her legs, ready to play nice."

A smirk played on Noah's lips. He chuckled. "You guys are talking nonsense. Even if she begged me to take her back, it's not a given I'd say yes."

A round of laughter followed.

Then, one of them spoke up, a little more thoughtfully. "I don't know, man. Sienna seems… different this time. She's barely even looked at you."

Noah flicked the ash from his cigarette, the ember glowing faintly. He exhaled a cloud of smoke, completely unconcerned. "Different how? She's just throwing a tantrum. It's not the first time."

So that's what they thought. That I’d come back to beg Noah for a second chance.

A three-year-long tantrum. What a creative way to see it.

I was afraid they were in for a major disappointment.

Because six months ago, I had gotten engaged to Grayson Holt, the man at the helm of the Holt Corporation.

I was back to get married.

Still, I couldn't entirely blame them. The old me really had been head-over-heels for Noah.