Ashton's POV
I walked downstairs and found Rene in the kitchen making coffee. This is the third time I have seen her without her maid's uniform.
" Good morning, Mr. Turner," she said and poured the coffee into Phoebe's Stanley cup.
I recall that she would often take her own coffee from work when she was still running PRT Group.
" Where's Phoebe?" I asked her.
I know that she didn't come home last night, it was the second time in a row she didn't spend the night at home. It's like she doesn't even care that we have a contract anymore.
Yesterday, I tried to speak to her, I even offered her shares, but she wouldn't budge. She's changing, I don't even think I know her anymore.
The Phoebe I knew loved me so much that she would have done anything to get me back. She wouldn't have fo
