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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-ONE: I NEEDED THAT
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Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-THREE: NO DNA NEEDED
IRISRhoda was frozen in place as Chelsea threw herself on top of her and buried her head in her neck.She reciprocated the hug, wrapping her arms around Chelsea’s back, her posture stiff as her eyes darted to her bandaged wrists.I froze in my spot too. Fuck.I didn’t think of that. Of the questions that Chelsea would ask if she saw Rhoda’s wrists. All Megan had told her was that she was very sick, and that’s what we were going to stick with. All Rhoda had to do was keep up the ruse.I turned to face Maverick, giving him a tight smile that didn’t reach my eyes. He didn’t take his eyes off mine as he returned the smile, but there was something in his expression. Something that I couldn’t read. What the hell was it with people and their blank expressions? Would it kill anyone to just… say what they were thinking?“You wanna give them some space?” he murmured, pulling me into a safe embrace.“Hi, baby,” I could hear Rhoda whisper to Chelsea. “My sweet baby girl.”Something thick lodge
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-TWO: MOM!
Rhoda was awake.Her eyes were open as she stared blankly at the ceiling, and as I peered closely, I could see that she was rhythmically tapping her fingers on the bed like she was counting sheep or something.Aside from that, she looked like a ghost. Pale, white, sickly…I wasn’t sure I could do this. Talk to her.I turned around and walked out of the room only to run into Maverick’s chest. He held me steady before I could tip off balance. “Easy, Angel,” he murmured.I narrowed my eyes slightly at him. “I thought you said you had to get to work?”We hadn’t been here up to ten minutes when Maverick received a call and then said that he had something to do at the office and asked if I’d be okay.Which, of course, I thought I could manage all on my own. But apparently, I couldn’t.“Changed my mind,” he said, a tight smile on his face. “Looks like you need me here more than anyone at the office does.”I let out a sigh of relief I didn’t even realize I was holding. Maverick was here. Ev
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-ONE: I NEEDED THAT
IRIS The sound of my phone ringing stirred me awake, and slowly, I blinked my eyes open. The curtains were down but I could still tell that it was day time. Maverick was not in bed, but I heard the shower running, so that’s where he probably was.Squinting my eyes to glare at the screen, I saw the order of digits that flashed on it and instantly knew that it was the hospital calling.I raised the phone to my ear, my heart already in my throat.What if they had bad news? What if Rhoda didn’t make it?“Hello?” My voice was groggy from tiredness as I spoke.“This is one of the nurses from Hans Medical.” The voice on the other end of the line sounded steady.Okay, I thought. That was good. She wouldn’t sound like that if she was about to deliver bad news, would she?“I’d like to inform you that your mother is awake,” she said. “You can come over anytime soon to see her as visiting hours are open.”Relief flooded my heavy being as I ended the call, and I couldn’t help but shed a little t
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY: SHUT IT OFF
IRISI wasn’t asleep.Not really.My body was heavy, though, my limbs still completely drained from the emotional whiplash of last night’s events, but my mind… it just wouldn’t shut off.It wasn’t as easy to do as Maverick had said.I’d curled into Maverick like my life depended on it, letting him wrap his arms around me like a damn armor, letting myself pretend that for just a little while, I was okay. I was safe. Maverick was mine.But even with the warmth of his chest and the steady, calm rhythm of his heartbeat, I couldn’t fall into unconsciousness. Not fully.But I didn’t open my eyes when he left the bed. Even though I felt the way his body tensed before he slid out of bed, I didn't say a word. I didn’t need to. Didn’t even want to.Because if there was something wrong, he was going to let me know… right?And if he was holding something back—which I could tell he was—it was either to protect me…Or to prepare me.Or maybe the night brought back terrible memories for him.Shit.O
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-NINE: COPY AND PASTE JOB FROM HELL
MAVERICK I wasn’t going to tell her.I’d made up my mind the moment I saw her broken in the waiting room. Why would I tell Iris that her mother’s attempted suicide was very similar to my own mother’s? Only, she died. Rhoda didn’t.Even I didn’t want to believe it myself.Because believing that this wasn’t just a coincidence meant a number of things that I wasn’t willing to accept yet.Believing that it wasn’t a coincidence would mean that it wasn’t a suicide attempt at all. It would mean that it was murder.That Rhoda was almost murdered, and my mother…No.Fuck, no.It wasn't possible. It couldn’t be possible. I had to stop fucking thinking about it.I glanced at Iris sitting beside me in the passenger seat. The sun was just starting to stretch across the sky, and she seemed tired, her voice drawling as she spoke to Megan on the phone. She hadn’t gotten any sleep last night after the long day that we had at the wedding.And fucking hell, it was impossible to believe that less than
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-EIGHT: WHO WOULD BELIEVE?
IRIS I’d forgotten how cold hospitals could feel. Not just in temperature, but in spirit. The kind of cold that settled into your bones even though I was sure that the heating was working just fine.I sat in the waiting room, my pants stained with dried blood. Maverick had made me wash my hands, and to be honest, I had no memory of doing that because of how out of if I’d been. I stared down at them. They wouldn’t stop twitching.And all I could perceive part from the antiseptic in the hospital was the smell of iron. The smell of my mother’s blood.They’d taken her in over thirty minutes ago. Said that they would do everything they could to save her, like those words meant anything when you’ve already seen someone try to die in front of you.I kept replaying it in my head. Her voice on the phone. The way it cracked. The way her voice begged without actually begging for help. The way she said she was sorry.Sorry. I scoffed.Like that one word was going to fix the lifetime of mistakes
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