Chapter 29

"No way!" The crowd gasped in unison.

"Vivian, you should've dumped that useless husband sooner. What good is a man who can't perform?"

Ethan's face darkened instantly. He thought they'd parted amicably, yet here she was slandering him behind his back.

Before he could confront her, the next round began. The spinning bottle landed on Vivian again.

Vivian sighed.

She needed to change seats.

Amy squealed. "See? I told you it's the seat's fault! Truth or dare, Viv?"

"Dare." No way was she risking a truth bomb.

Amy's eyes sparkled. "Kiss any guy in this room."

Vivian froze.

"Can I pick another dare?"

"No takebacks!" The crowd chanted.

"You could always kiss Lucas."

As Vivian hesitated, an icy voice cut through the noise. "Vivian."

Her body tensed. She'd recognize that voice anywhere.

Why was Ethan here?

She kept her back turned. Without makeup, recognition would be disastrous.

Ethan advanced. The crowd instinctively parted under his commanding presence.

Damn, he's hot!

When he was steps away, Vivian lunged into Lucas's arms.

"Take me to the restroom." Her fingers clutched his shirt.

Ethan's gaze turned glacial.

"Excuse us." Lucas tried shielding her.

Ethan seized Vivian's wrist. "Running away? Won't even face your ex-husband?"

The audience gasped. This was her ex?

And he had performance issues? Pitying glances rained on Ethan.

He bristled under their scrutiny. What the hell were they assuming?