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CHAPTER 34.

作者: Whyte child
last update 公開日: 2026-06-24 18:24:38

The silence inside the car is unbearable, not the comfortable kind. Not the kind that exists between people who know each other so well that words become unnecessary.

No.

This silence is almost Painful.

Heavy with everything we aren't saying.

I sit rigidly in the passenger seat, staring out the window as the city lights blur past us. The soft hum of the engine fills the otherwise quiet car.

Beside me, Ethan grips the steering wheel a little too tightly.

I notice because I know him o
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  • Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle   CHAPTER 34.

    The silence inside the car is unbearable, not the comfortable kind. Not the kind that exists between people who know each other so well that words become unnecessary. No. This silence is almost Painful. Heavy with everything we aren't saying. I sit rigidly in the passenger seat, staring out the window as the city lights blur past us. The soft hum of the engine fills the otherwise quiet car. Beside me, Ethan grips the steering wheel a little too tightly. I notice because I know him or at least, I used to. The veins in his hands stand out prominently against his skin, his jaw is locked and his shoulders are tense. He glances at me every few minutes but Ipretend not to notice. Outside, evening settles over the city, people crowd the sidewalks, couples walk hand in hand, friends laugh as they spill out of restaurants. Normal people, living normal lives. I wonder what that feels like. The thought makes me want to laugh or cry. Possibly both. I turn my attention back

  • Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle   CHAPTER 33.

    The next morning, I wake up with a headache. Not the blinding, fever-induced kind from yesterday.This one is dull and persistent. The kind that settles behind your eyes after a night spent crying.I lie in bed for several moments, staring at the ceiling.For one blissful second, I forget.Then I remember everything and just like that, the heaviness returns.I drag myself out of bed, the house is eerily quiet.Ethan has already left for work.Good.I don't think I can look at him right now.The day crawls by and I spend most of it in the guest room, alternating between reading and mindlessly scrolling through my phone. Claire calls twice to check on me. I lie both times and tell her I'm fine.She doesn't believe me.I know because she says, "I'm coming over."I tell her not to.The last thing I need is Claire marching into this house and committing homicide.Around three in the afternoon, there's a knock on my bedroom door."Mrs.?"I look up from my book."Come in."The door opens, re

  • Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle   CHAPTER 32.

    I stare at the shredded divorce papers scattered across the dining table.For a few seconds, I can't move, breathe or think.All I can do is look at the torn pieces of paper…..the remains of my freedom.Then the shock fades and rage takes its place.Pure, White-hot rage."Are you fucking insane!?"My voice comes out much louder than I intend but Ethan doesn't flinch. He simply stands there, shoulders rigid, jaw tight, looking maddeningly calm."I'm not divorcing you."I laugh, the sound is disbelieving."You don't get to decide that.""I do if you need my signature."Something cold settles in my stomach.He knows.Of course he knows.He knows exactly how difficult he'll make this, how long he'll drag things out and how exhausted I'll become.The realization makes me hate him just a little more."You can't force me to stay married to you.""I can try."I stare at him and I see it……the Desperation.A desperate, ugly need to hold onto something that's already gone."You don't love me,"

  • Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle   CHAPTER 31.

    The house is quiet, too quiet even. I sit alone at the dining table, a cup of tea growing cold between my hands. UThe fever has gone down, but I still feel weak. My head throbs dully, and my body aches in a way that has nothing to do with illness. I glance at the clock hanging in the kitchen. 8:37 p.m. Ethan left a little after eight this morning. He never came back, not even once, not to check on me, not to see if my fever had worsened. Nothing. A bitter smile tugs at my lips, I shouldn’t be surprised. He did exactly what he's always done, he chose her.Again. I lower my gaze to the stack of papers sitting neatly on the table beside me. Divorce papers. Claire's law firm had drafted them weeks ago, I'd been hesitating, waiting for the right opportunity. Hoping that Ethan would wake up one morning and realize what he was throwing away, that we were throwing away. Now I know better. There is nothing left to save. I spent the entire afternoon going through every clause, ever

  • Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle   CHAPTER 30.

    I wake up feeling like death. For several seconds, I lie perfectly still, staring blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling of the guest room, trying to understand why every inch of my body hurts. Then I move. A sharp ache immediately throbs through my head. I groan and squeeze my eyes shut again. Wonderful. Just wonderful. My throat burns, my body feels heavy. Even lifting my arm to check the time seems like too much effort. Definitely a fever. I let out a miserable sigh and bury my face deeper into the pillow. The events of yesterday crash back all at once. The hospital, Dad's surgery, moving back, finding blonde hair in my bed. Ethan admitting he'd brought her into our room. Suddenly, the headache gets worse. A knock sounds on the door and before I can answer, the door opens. Ethan steps inside. He's already dressed for work, looking annoyingly put together in a navy suit. The moment he sees me, he frowns. "You're awake." I grunt. It's the best I can manage. His frown d

  • Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle   CHAPTER 29.

    The rest of the workday passes in a blur, I make mistakes, Simple mistakes. The kind I never make, I mislabel samples, enter the wrong figures into a report. Twice, I catch myself staring blankly at my computer screen for several minutes without actually seeing anything. Thankfully, nobody says anything Or maybe they do and I simply don’t hear them. My mind is somewhere else. Somewhere between my father’s hospital room and the house I’m about to return to. Home. The word no longer feels right. At five-thirty, I finally shut down my computer. Most of the office has already emptied out, I gather my things slowly, delaying the inevitable. Eventually, I can’t put it off any longer. Taking a deep breath, I leave the building to find Ethan is already waiting. He’s leaning against his black Mercedes in the parking lot, dressed in a charcoal suit. The moment he sees me, he straightens. For a brief second, something flashes across his face. Relief. It vanishes almost im

  • Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle   CHAPTER 12.

    The elevator doors slide shut and for the first time in weeks, I don’t cry. I just stand there, still and Silent. Watching my reflection in the polished steel doors. The woman staring back at me looks exhausted. Pale, broken but strangely calm. The kind of calm that comes after a hurricane ha

  • Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle   CHAPTER TEN:

    Ethan notices the change in my expression. His jaw tightens. “Amelia.” I look away, towards the window anywhere but him. Because looking at him is dangerous, looking at him makes me remember too many good things and the good things are what make leaving so difficult. The room falls silent, t

  • Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle   CHAPTER NINE:

    The warmth inside the car is finally reaching my frozen skin. Unfortunately, now that I’m no longer distracted, I become aware of something else.A pounding ache behind my eyes, I press my fingers against my temple.The movement doesn’t escape Dante.“You’re sick.”I shake my head.“I’m fine.”The

  • Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle   CHAPTER EIGHT

    A pair of headlights suddenly appears behind me, but I ignore them Probably just another car leaving the estate.But the vehicle slows, then matches my pace. I frown. The sleek black Rolls-Royce moves silently besides me. The rear passenger window lowers and my heart nearly stops. Dante Wolfe

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