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Chapter 214

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Karl’s POV

I held the pen motionless between my fingers.

“Lyndsey?”

“I have to go,” she said tightly. “I didn’t—that’s not what I meant. I need to go.”

“Lyndsey, what did you just—”

“It doesn’t matter,” she cut in quickly. “Forget I said anything. I’m hanging up.”

I didn’t rush to fill the silence. I sat there with the pen frozen in my hand and let the quiet go on, pressing against whatever she’d just cracked open.

“Please don’t tell them,” she whispered.

I said nothing. A second later the line
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    Harrison’s POVMother moved from topic to topic without pause, but nothing she said touched the real reason I was sitting at her table.For twenty more minutes I let it happen.Her voice filled the kitchen in the same way I had known my entire life. It moved through the room easily, the way it always had. Certain that the world made sense if you managed it properly.I wrapped my hands around the blue mug and let the warmth sink into my palms.Sitting there, listening to her talk about ordinary things, I understood something quietly devastating.I was saying goodbye to this kitchen.She stood and walked to the shelves behind the counter. Dozens of books sat in neat rows. She kept them arranged by subject, labels titles forward like a display in a shop window. One book had shifted slightly out of line.She nudged it back into place.“You know,” she said casually, her back still turned, “it’s a shame about Estelle’s family.”I didn’t speak.“I mean—they tried, I’m sure,” she continued. “

  • He Wants Me More After Divorce   Chapter 218

    Harrison’s POVI drove to my mother’s house because I needed to sit in her kitchen one more time. The route took me past the places that had shaped my childhood.First the school. Then the church where I’d sat through Christmas services in a collar that pinched my neck. A few blocks later came the park where my mother had taught me to ride a bicycle one wet Saturday morning.The grass had soaked my shoes that day.I’d lost control halfway down the path and slammed into a bench. My lip split open immediately. I remember the shock of it more than the pain.My mother had lifted me off the ground and pressed the hem of her skirt against the blood.“Up,” she’d said briskly.I’d climbed back on the bike.Later she’d cleaned the cut in the kitchen. The antiseptic burned so badly my eyes watered, but she didn’t slow down while dabbing it across my lip.“If you start crying,” she’d told me calmly, “you’ll never stop.”I’d managed not to.Years later I could still recall the sting of that antis

  • He Wants Me More After Divorce   Chapter 217

    Lyndsey’s POVI dropped my hands from my face.My mother was looking at me the way she looked at contracts before signing, reading every clause, weighing every risk.“She used you, Lyndsey,” she said quietly. “That doesn’t excuse what you did. But she used you. She took a girl who was desperate for love and she pointed her at the one place that desperation could do the most damage.”“I wasn’t a child,” I whispered. “I knew what I was doing.”“Did you?”“Yes.”“Did you know she was going to steal a baby from a hospital bed?”I flinched hard enough that my back hit the headboard.“No,” I said. “I didn’t know about that until—no. Not at the beginning.”“But later.”“Later. Yes.”“When?”“When she saw Estelle had at the hospital and—she took the baby and told Harrison that Estelle had tried to abort him and then abandoned him. I knew…I knew that wasn’t what happened. I knew because I’d been at the hospital when the arrangements were made, and I’d seen Claire—”I stopped. I pressed my fist

  • He Wants Me More After Divorce   Chapter 216

    Lyndsey’s POVI was shaking.It ran through my hands first. My fingers kept slipping against the pillow behind my back, and I dug them harder into the fabric just to hold still.“Keep going,” my mother said quietly.I nodded once and forced the words out.“She knew Harrison’s psychology,” I said hoarsely. “Claire did. She knew exactly which image would—” I broke off, dragged my teeth across my lower lip, then tried again. “She knew about his insecurity around Estelle’s beauty. She knew exactly where the weak point was.”My mother didn’t interrupt.“She built the whole thing around that,” I went on unevenly. “I mean…she walked me through it step by step. Which angle would bother him most. Which version would slip past his rational brain.” I swallowed hard. “She said it had to hit the part of him that already felt threatened.”My hands tightened on the pillow.“She designed it, Mum,” I said harshly. “Every piece. I just delivered it.”My mother sat exactly the way she had since walking

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  • He Wants Me More After Divorce   Chapter 214

    Karl’s POVI held the pen motionless between my fingers.“Lyndsey?”“I have to go,” she said tightly. “I didn’t—that’s not what I meant. I need to go.”“Lyndsey, what did you just—”“It doesn’t matter,” she cut in quickly. “Forget I said anything. I’m hanging up.”I didn’t rush to fill the silence. I sat there with the pen frozen in my hand and let the quiet go on, pressing against whatever she’d just cracked open.“Please don’t tell them,” she whispered.I said nothing. A second later the line went dead. I lowered the receiver slowly and set it on the desk. The pen stayed still between my fingers for the first time in ten minutes.The original photograph.The one that destroyed Harrison and Estelle’s marriage. The photoshopped image of Estelle and Michael that Harrison saw and reacted to instantly. No questions, no pause, just a divorce filed before anyone could breathe.I’d suspected Lyndsey made it alone. A jealous woman with a grudge. A desperate fabrication born from obsession.C

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    Karl’s POVA week since the party and Estelle’s office stayed dark.I walked past it six times that morning, glancing sideways at the closed door each time, and by noon I’d stopped pretending I wasn’t doing it on purpose. I kept expecting to hear her voice around a corner, her laugh from the break r

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  • He Wants Me More After Divorce   Chapter 87

    Karl’s POV“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” Estelle whispered brokenly.“Would it have mattered?”The silence that followed answered for both of us.“Even when Harrison destroyed you,” I said quietly. “Divorced you over lies—I still loved you. When you came back with Chloe, alone and hurting, I though

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  • He Wants Me More After Divorce   Chapter 89

    Harrison’s POVI sat in the car for a long time.The folder from the investigator lay on the passenger seat, the cream-coloured cover slightly bent from where I’d gripped it too hard, and I stared at it without seeing it because the only thing in my head was one sentence, looping over and over.She’

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