Chapter 263

Tristan cupped Megan's face and kissed her fiercely. Her eyes widened in shock as she clenched her teeth to block his insistent tongue, but it was useless. His kiss was intense and desperate, like a man drowning trying to catch one last breath. She kept slapping his chest, but he held her tightly, refusing to budge. Then she bit down hard on his tongue, pushed him away, and landed a loud slap on his face. "Get out! Take her and get lost!" Tristan looked at her, frozen in place. He stepped forward slightly, but seeing how worked up she was, he hesitated. With a deep breath, he turned and walked out. When she heard the door close behind him, Megan knew—this was the end for them. The fact that Tristan didn't even try to explain meant everything she feared was true. She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and stared out as Tristan opened the car door for Nicole. Nicole glanced back at her, her eyes calm—no smugness, no gloating, nothing that screamed "the other woman." Maybe that was her