Chapter 264

Hudson's POV Something felt wrong. I sensed it the moment I stepped into our suite. Christina wasn't sprawled on the sofa watching her favorite crime shows or nestled in bed scrolling through her phone. Instead, she sat rigidly at her desk, back to me, eyes fixed on her computer screen. The real tell? She didn't greet me with a kiss when I entered. That had become our ritual since the engagement. I leaned down, going for her lips. She turned her face away. "You reek of wine. Shower, brush your teeth, then get ready for bed. It's late," she said flatly. "I had a couple of drinks," I admitted. She made a sound that said absolutely nothing. Even after emerging from the bathroom clean, sober, and slightly hopeful, she remained planted at her desk. "Coming to bed? It's almost eleven." I glanced at her screen. Not jewelry design software, just columns of numbers. "You're actually reading financial reports now?" She finally turned to face me. "About that... I need to ask you something." "Anyt