You Shipped Me Off I Married Your Boss Chapter 30
He felt lost. His friends’ voices faded into static.
One sentence rang in his ears.
Skylar is married.
Skylar is someone else’s wife.
But she’d loved him her whole life. Her biggest dream had always been to marry him. Become his bride.
At graduation, she’d given him that brooch. The one with the deepest meaning.
They had an understanding. He’d made her a promise.
And if he’d felt nothing for her—then why had he let her stay by his side all these years? Let her cause all that chaos?
Truth was, it wasn’t chaos.
Fairly speaking, it was him. Using her. Cruelly.
He’d been young. Rich. Good-looking. A young heir who could throw money around.
Girls threw themselves at him.
He enjoyed the attention. The competition. The jealousy.
But he always knew he was just playing. Nothing serious.
Skylar accused him of having four relationships that she’d ruined.
But she didn’t know—he’d never actually dated any of those women.
A few flirtatious days. Then boredom. He wanted out.
But he was the charming young heir. He couldn’t be the bad guy.
So the little ward at home—the childhood sweetheart—became the perfect tool.
He made sure someone pushed Skylar into it.
She was so young. So naive.
Madison or someone else would feed her a story.
She’d explode. A feral little cat, claws out, charging in.
And he’d act annoyed. Forced to “break up.”
But secretly? He loved it. Loved watching her burn with jealousy.
Watching her sob over his women. She was adorable. Pitiful.
And so easy to coax.
A few soft words. A little gift. Doing whatever she wanted. She’d light right back up.
He thought this time would be the same.
No matter how badly he messed up, he could always fix it with Skylar.
She had no parents. She’d come to the Crawfords as a child.
Where else would she go? Her adoptive parents wouldn’t trust anyone else with her.
Everyone assumed they’d end up together.
Even when he’d impulsively gotten engaged to Natalie, some part of him had still believed that.
But now, Skylar was married. She had a husband. Someone who shared her bed.
He had no right to stand beside her anymore.