Chapter 389

Jabco turned slightly, watching her walk away. His hand lifted as if he wanted to stop her, say something, explain more. But he didn’t. Cristo was standing nearby. Jabco glanced at him and gestured silently. Cristo nodded immediately and followed Riyana. She didn’t look back. Inside the elevator, she stood facing forward, her reflection staring back at her from the polished doors. Her face was blank, unreadable. She didn’t even raise her eyes when the doors closed. Outside, Jabco remained where he was. As soon as the elevator doors slid shut, cutting her from view, he closed his eyes. His hands came up to cover his face. “Fuck,” he muttered. The word came out heavy, filled with frustration and self loathing. He dragged his hands down his face slowly, feeling the weight of everything press down on him at once. Things had finally started getting better between them. And he had ruined it again. The guilt sat deep in his chest, refusing to ease. Meanwhile, inside the car, Riyana sat quietl