Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband!
up to an empt
ough her mind in a disjointed sequence: the anger, the confr
o see some sign of Fred, bu
pristine envelope sat with h
t with a sin
,000 and a short note from
ver her. Did he really think h
fist, the sting of his careless
aring her clothes, she stormed out of the room, gripping th
piercing gaze of Chantel, who stood by the
an of the hour," Chantel sneered
well enough for
her anger flar
crumpled check at her feet. "Here, you can
cheque aside. "So full of pride, aren't you?"
ial? Fred will move on, and you'l
n't need your approval, Chantel. Wha
hantel's lips curve
and. And poor Jason-having to deal with all t
is his mom? How long before he sta
ide her. "Leave Jason out of this. He's my so
you're tired of the cries, the cut between the intim
gaze s
u. If you want me and Jason out
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r work, her phone buzzed with a text message. It was from
et my number?
om Chantel. "Jason is with me. If you don't come to my office
couldn't risk Jason's safety. Without another thought, she grabbed he
e noticed a sleek black car pull
e fixed on her. She tried to pull away, but he
o talk. Now," he sa
s, Fred," she snapped, try
o get to
ead. "This is im
he opened her door and ges
t him, but there was no way around. With a frus
u want?" sh
, his gaze intense, almost searching
ed. "That doesn't mean I wanted it. And it definite
dn't reach his eyes. "Come on, Bethany. You enj
r voice steady. "You're wasting m
here," he interrupted,
ntil w
with surprising strength. Her heart hammered in her chest
uggling against him. But he only tight
go," he said quietly, his vo
like it or not. And it's
e seriousness in his tone. He wasn't just here to talk.
oward his vehicle. "We're going somewhere t
ut he was stronger, his determination unyielding. She tried to scream, but he clam
Bethany," he murmured, h
nd we're going to settle
rted the car, his gaze fixed on the road as h
he tried to think of a way out. But there was n
nk rationally. She had to keep her wits about he
teady. "This is insane. Whatever you thi
letting you go, Bethany. Not until you un
t after a relationship-he wanted power, control over her life,
what felt like hours, the
a way to escape, but every option seemed im
spot on the outskirts of town, a q
to her, his gaze intense, his
ietly, his voice soft
e could be good together-you k
never be with you, Fred. We divorced year
Fine. But you're not leaving, either. I'll keep y
ded, her fear mingli
way. She wasn't going to let him
make a move, someone knocke
er before letting go of her