RHEA'S POV
The day after the interview, Estefan and I packed our things to go back to Spain. He tried to convince me, so we could stay a bit longer but I insisted on leaving.
Since we got to London, he has been giving me mixed signals. Sometimes, he acted as if he sincerely loved and cared about me, and at times, his words made me believe that he couldn't wait to get rid of me. But I was certain that he wanted to stay back because of Leah which pissed me off every time I thought about it. He should wait until we are divorced, so he could see Leah whenever he wanted.
We arrived at an empty palace. Empty in the sense that our family was not home. Without wasting time, I went to our room and brought out my laptop from my bag. Estefan followed me in silence and leaned against the door.
His eyes followed my every move but I ignored him and sat on the bed placing my laptop in front of me. He came to sit opposite me behind the laptop.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
