Game Over, Mr. CEO: Your Wife Is Done (Winter and Chris) novel Chapter 123

Winter met his eyes and quickly said, “Sorry. That was too forward. If it’s not something you want to share, then…”

The man pulled out his phone, tapped a few times, and held the screen out to her.

“Roy Toye.”

“Roy Toye…” Winter repeated before she could stop herself. She forced a smile, but inside she cringed hard.

She had heard Toye was an extremely rare last name. Still, “Roy Toye” sounded a little too close to “boy toy.”

A kept man.

She glanced at him again. The coach looked young, maybe around thirty like Zion said. He was tall and broad, his face hidden behind a cap and mask, giving off a keep–your–distance vibe that only made him feel more mysterious.

There was no way she could call him that to his face with a straight face. It would be like calling a wolf a lapdog.

The coach left with his jacket. By the time Winter showered and came back out, he was already gone.

Winter dug her car keys out of her bag and headed for her car, but someone was standing beside it.

The wind was strong tonight. The air cut into her face with a sharp, biting chill. The man by her door looked like he had been waiting there for a while.

Their eyes met. Warmth flickered through his gaze, and he strode toward her.

“Winnie.”

Winter blinked in surprise. “Zac? What are you doing here?”

“I was out having dinner with a friend,” Zac said plainly. “I saw your car outside.”

But the cold on him said he had been standing there longer than he was admitting.

Something stirred in Winter’s chest. He hadn’t called her. He had just waited. What if she came out late? Would he have stayed out here the whole time?

Her cheeks were still faintly flushed, her hair loose, carrying the clean scent of shampoo. She looked like she had just finished working out.

Zac stepped closer without thinking, angling his body to block the wind for her. “Don’t stand in the wind right after a workout.”

He moved in again, and Winter suddenly felt how close he was. Instinctively, she wanted to take a step

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She stepped back again. Zac’s hand, still hovering near her hood, met empty air. He paused, then asked gently, “Do you want to check it?”

She had ignored Skyla’s account for years and never blocked her. That had been a mistake.

At some point, Skyla had changed her profile picture. It wasn’t the white jasmine flower she used to use.

Now it was a candid shot taken from behind, of a man’s long legs in black suit pants. Straight, sleek, and

almost offensively perfect.

Winter recognized them immediately. They were Chris’s.

Skyla sent two messages in a row.

“Winter, I’m planning to tear down the treehouse in the yard and redo it. This used to be your home, so I thought I should tell you. You should come see it one last time.”

Attached was a photo of a quiet little courtyard. In the center was a treehouse that had weathered nearly twenty years of wind and rain and was still standing.

It was the treehouse her father had built with his own two hands, climbing up a ladder and putting it together piece by piece, just for her.

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