Herbert's POV:
Bella didn't sleep in the same room as me!
She even said that she needed her own space?
I went back to the master bedroom and didn't like anything, so I picked up my phone and dialed a number.
"Mr. Wharton, what can I do for you?" From the other end came the voice of my secretary, Allie.
"There's no need to arrange for anyone to attend the official meeting tomorrow morning. I'll do it myself!" I said.
"But the flight tickets for the people who were arranged have been booked..."
"Retreat! Don't you understand what I'm saying?" I yelled.
"Yes, I got it. I'll book a ticket for you right away." Allie hung up the phone.
Putting my phone on the bed, I stood in front of the window with my hands on my hips. I suddenly felt a little ridiculous. How could
