“Ah, I think I’m beginning to understand the fiancée thing more now.” Nina said.

He nodded. “Yes, I don’t harbor any illusion that Sam and Loveth are some great love match. I had Loveth, so Sam decided he wanted her. Loveth saw Sam's appointment to CEO as her ride into a life of glamor.”

“And were you and Loveth? A love match, I mean?” she asked gently.

He pursed his lips and blew out a long breath. “This is where I look like a jerk,” he said.

Nina chuckled. “Jerk? You? Surely you jest.”

“All right, don’t rub it in,” he grumbled. “I’ve admitted my shortcomings.”

“Do continue. I’m dying...