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CHAPTER 9
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2026-05-07 15:26:44
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Ex-Husband's Regret: Your Uncle Wants Me Now CHAPTER 41
Sophie’s POVHis hair was tousled. His eyes found me on the bed and what was in them was nothing like the patient unhurried thing I knew from the daylight.They burned.He stalked toward the bed slowly. Not rushed. Just — closing the distance, the way a man does when he has decided and has all the time in the world to take. I couldn't move. I couldn't have moved if the house had been on fire. I was lying there and watching him come closer and my body was waking up in ways it had not in a very long time, every part of me responding to him before he had even touched me.He climbed onto the bed.The mattress dipped slightly under his weight and his hand wrapped around my ankle. Warm. Sure. His fingers slid slowly up the side of my calf, lingering at the back of my knee, then higher — over the curve of my thigh, tracing the line of it through the thin fabric of my nightgown that had somehow shortened. His touch left heat wherever it went. Every nerve along the path lit up and stayed lit.
Ex-Husband's Regret: Your Uncle Wants Me Now CHAPTER 40
Sophie’s POVThe thought surfaced through the heat with a kind of desperate clarity. I needed to leave this room right now, because every second I stayed was a second the warmth got harder to think through, and if I stayed much longer I was going to do something genuinely insane. Something I could not take back. Something that the part of me still capable of reason knew, with total certainty, would change everything in a way I was not ready for and did not have time for and could not afford.I had three months. I had a divorce to sign and a diagnosis sitting in my chest like a stone that nobody in this house knew about.I could not do this.I made myself breathe.Ares must have felt the shift in me — that small return of resistance, the catch of self-preservation — because he leaned away.Not abruptly. Not with any offense. Just slowly, easing the distance back open between us, giving me back the space I had asked for earlier and that he had so deliberately closed. He straightened to
Ex-Husband's Regret: Your Uncle Wants Me Now CHAPTER 39
Sophie’s POVThe answer was not a yes. It didn't have to be. It was so completely a yes that the actual word would have been redundant."And I was right," he added, his voice dropping slightly. His eyes moved over my face — slow, deliberate, unhurried — and even with the dress hours gone, even standing here in nothing but a robe with my hair loose and my makeup washed off, I felt the look like a touch. "Green did bring out your eyes."It had been him.All of it. The emerald silk and the silver shoes and the jewelry that had made Rosa's face do that involuntary thing. The note in handwriting I hadn't recognized because I had never seen his handwriting before. He had sent it. He had measured me with his eyes at some point in the last seven days, retained every detail, and quietly arranged for me to walk into that gala looking like someone who belonged there."Thank you," I said. My voice came out softer than I intended. "For the dress. For all of it. It was — nobody has ever—" I stopped
Ex-Husband's Regret: Your Uncle Wants Me Now CHAPTER 38
Sophie’s POVFor a moment he didn't say anything. He just looked at me, and the expression on his face had changed into something I hadn't seen on it before — something underneath the cold focus, layered into it. Admiration. Real and unguarded and direct, the look of a man who had just watched someone do something that genuinely impressed him and saw no reason to hide that it had."You recorded the whole thing," he said."Yes.""Standing three feet away from them. While they were in the middle of it.""They never looked at me." I said it simply, because it was simply true. "Nobody looks at me. I've had two years of practice at being someone people talk in front of."Something flickered in his eyes at that. Something that wasn't admiration anymore — something darker and quieter that moved through and was gone."I'll find out who they are," he said. His voice had dropped into a register I had heard from him only once or twice — that low, dangerous evenness, the sound of a man making a d
Ex-Husband's Regret: Your Uncle Wants Me Now CHAPTER 37
Sophie’s POVHe stepped back from the doorway in one easy movement and pulled the door wider and I had to walk past him to get into the room which meant I had to walk past his bare chest and approximately one inch of clearance and I held my breath the entire time and did not look at him as I passed.The door closed softly behind me.I stood just inside the room and concentrated very hard on looking at things that were not Ares.The room was large and beautiful in the same understated way as everything else about him. Dark wood. Deep, expensive sheets on the enormous bed against the far wall — charcoal grey, neatly made even at this hour, the precision of a man whose habits did not relax just because nobody was watching. A reading chair near the window with a book open and face-down on the side table. A glass of water. The lamp on the nightstand was the only light on in the room and it threw everything into warm, deep, shadowed contours.The bed.I made the mistake of looking at the be
Ex-Husband's Regret: Your Uncle Wants Me Now CHAPTER 36
Sophie’s POVI told myself I was being practical. I told myself this could not wait until morning, because morning would mean breakfast, and breakfast would mean Shirley and Lana and Derek, and there was no version of telling Ares what I had heard that survived a single witness. I told myself it was simply the only available option.I told myself all of this very carefully while I got out of bed and put on my robe and tied the belt firmly and stepped into my slippers.Then I left my room.The mansion at night was a different building than the one I lived in during the day. Dimmer. Quieter. The long hallways stretched out under the soft glow of the wall sconces and the only sounds were my own footsteps on the carpet and the distant tick of a clock somewhere downstairs. I made it to the main staircase before I realized I had absolutely no idea where Ares's room was.I had been in this house for two years and I had never been in the east wing. Shirley had made the boundaries clear early
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