The Return of the Ex Wife

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I could bottle the sarcasm dripping from my voice. "Now, ge

oing in and out through the double

arge. I doubt that's you. But in short, I can't e

not. But it amuses me far too much to

e nearest restaurant, because

steps closer to me, h

the menu, you find options, idiot," she snaps, losing the lit

gh at

y doubt it matters whether the woman on his arm eats seafood or not. Do y

ut to tolerate me. Because I was Shane's wife-she had to respect me, whether she liked it or

ks across my face, I don't even pau

t waves over my shoulders. Hers, perfectly styled, is no

d, and I'm sure m

to regret this..." she threatens,

ld know it doesn't work with me. I do my job, and I do it well. If you can't eat seafood, that's your damn problem. You weren't on

but she has nothing

, but I hear her growl-and murmur

air, even slapping herself again. When she notices me

zy woman is try

it catches me off guard, it doesn't surprise me.

Shane? That's the perfect

ately hurt herself-she even tears her clothes-then she r

me, asking if I'm okay. I'm not stupid-I know many of them saw our con

calm. I clap twice to get everyone's attention. "Back to work

s isn't over. I walk back to the catering station,

s security enters the massive kitchen,

ind

an

ir as dark as a raven's wing, glossy, perfectly styled. The bluest eyes I've ever

locks w

surprise at seeing me here. But it doesn't last

this to me!" she screams so

ows, his jaw tight. He doesn't act when Abigail

fter so long-is like being hit

he's w

hing from me when I wa

ourage to face me, and discarded me from

only those blue eyes, now clouded with som

door opens again, and now Milo wal

ned here?"

usual carefr

o me!" Abigail shouts louder, and finally

brow furrowed. I know what this could cost me. It doesn't

he asks, his voice firm, though

ws a man who isn't

rpris

sdain. "This employee is a jealous lunatic. Just look at how she hit my friend." She po

la

ave

romised for bringing me to Boston and working me to exhau

call th

e how th

esses. I ha

e cameras in

laughing? She's shameless," Abigail whines, her fake

vitably shi

I loved s

hat initial surprise has faded-an

wing everyone's attention-especially mine. "Iva

ring and look at my boss

fectly explain what happened here. After all, I don

reacts i

hand. She's too close,

can, twisting her arm behin

scre

a scre

es at me,

I don't know if to pull me

, I speak about Abigail, her a

endure her disrespect and watch her hurt herself just to blame me. Does she really think

umbles back against Shane, who catches her in his arms. Abigai

ds Milo teach me a lesso

s," Abigail shouts, glaring at me with hatred and satisfaction. "S

e," Milo snaps, pulling away fro

efend her?" Mariss

ur concern, Mariss

his hands at my sides, pressin

okay?"

His face is close to mine, and up clo

hales i

ston thinks something happ

me smile. Aston, always involved in every de

to respond, but

Shane's voice

time after so long feel

es me

stone. And his eyes, usually light blue,

mutters, turning to fac

's eyes remai

ourse

tude if I didn't want not

that irritating s

ne assumed things between me and Aston that I never sa

teps