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Chapter 51

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The ninth bell faded. The whole ballroom was quiet.

Sarah stared at the empty chair. Her mother’s silver shawl was still warm.

“She took her,” Sarah whispered. “Gideon, Hannah took my mother.”

Gideon snatched up the white card. He read it once and crushed it in his fist. “Jackson. Where is Beatrice?”

A voice crackled from his sleeve. “Sir, she left three minutes ago. Mrs. Williams walked with her, slow, like two old friends. They took the glass lift. We lost them on the upper floors.”

“Frederic
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  • My Ex Husband Who Despised Me Before, Now Wants Me Back.   Chapter 105

    The alley behind the bakery was narrow, black and wet.Hannah went down the back stairs in her stockinged feet, holding her stick, and unbolted the heavy door with shaking hands. Cold air struck her face. A single lamp burned at the far end, and under it, with a coat collar turned up and a cigarette glowing, a man waited.He was not Keller. He was younger, broad and quiet, with a face like a closed fist.“Mrs. Williams,” he said. “My name is Lang. Mr. Voss sends his love.”“I have not got long,” said Hannah. Her voice was surprisingly steady. “Say what you came to say.”“Mr. Voss is a patient man. But he is disappointed. You were given thirty days. You have used them to take a holiday in a baker’s flat.” Lang flicked his ash. “He has a new instruction. A simple one. Tomorrow, you will go to the court. You will tell the judge that you never saw the Moore papers, that your son forged the codicil, and that you were afraid to speak because he beat you.”Hannah stared at him.“You want me

  • My Ex Husband Who Despised Me Before, Now Wants Me Back.   Chapter 104

    The flat above the bakery had two rooms, a gas ring, a sink, and a window that looked out on a brick wall.Hannah Williams stood in the doorway with a black plastic monitor strapped to her ankle and a small bag in her hand, and did not move for a full minute. Frederick stood behind her, holding her wheelchair, saying nothing. A thin yellow light came through the dirty glass. The room smelled of damp paper and yesterday’s bread.“This is where you live,” said Hannah.“Yes.”“There is no carpet.”“No.”“There is no…” She turned her head slowly, taking in the narrow bed, the single chair, the bare bulb. “There is nothing here at all.”“There is bread,” said Frederick. “Downstairs. It is quite good.”She almost laughed. It came out as a strange dry cough. “I have owned eleven houses in my life,” she said. “I never once knew how little a person needed.”He gave her the bed. She protested for five minutes and then, from sheer weakness, lay down. He folded a blanket on the floor beside it an

  • My Ex Husband Who Despised Me Before, Now Wants Me Back.   Chapter 103

    Judge Harlan looked over her silver spectacles at a courtroom so full that people were standing along the walls.On the left side sat Sarah, in a plain dark suit, with Beatrice beside her and a team of tired lawyers behind. On the right sat Armitage, in his butter-smooth gray, and a row of hard-faced men in better suits. In the back row, a tall man with a plaster cast sat all alone, with his hat in his lap.He had not been told to come. He had come anyway.“I have received the report of the independent laboratory,” said Judge Harlan. She tapped a thick blue folder. “It is forty-one pages long. I will not read it all. I will tell you its findings.”The room went silent.“The ink on the Moore Share Agreement is consistent with the year it bears. The paper is consistent. The handwriting of Thomas Moore has been compared with seven known samples and found to match. The notary’s stamp matches Mr. Finch’s own records, which have been verified. The codicil to the will of Edward Williams has

  • My Ex Husband Who Despised Me Before, Now Wants Me Back.   Chapter 102

    Gideon did not answer his phone.Sarah called at nine, then at eleven, then at three. She called at midnight, and at five the next morning, with her heart thumping and her thumb shaking on the glass. It rang six times, then went to the cold flat voice of his voicemail. This is Gideon Hale. Please leave a message.She did not leave one. She did not know what she would say.On the third day, she went to his building. The night porter looked embarrassed. “Mr. Hale is away, Miss Moore. He left yesterday morning.”“Where?”“Tokyo, I believe. A board meeting. He did not say when he would be back.”She stood in the cool marble lobby where she had once held his hand, and felt as if the whole floor were slowly tipping her into a hole.She went to the airport. She did not know why. She had no plan. She only knew that Hale International kept a private jet on the east runway, and that on Thursdays it flew to Asia at five in the afternoon. She stood by the glass wall of the departure lounge in her

  • My Ex Husband Who Despised Me Before, Now Wants Me Back.   Chapter 101

    She did not sleep. At six in the morning, she stood in front of her mirror in a gray suit with her hair pinned tight and a face like a closed door. Her eyes were swollen. She covered them with cold clothes and then with powder.She had made a decision. It was not a good one. She knew it was not a good one. But she was too tired and too hurt to be wise, and a small, hard, frightened voice in her head kept saying, End it. End it properly. Or you will be on that pier again, kissing that man, for the rest of your life.At seven, she walked into the bakery on Dyer Street.The little shop was full. It was the morning rush, and a long line of customers snaked out of the blue door and along the pavement, men in work boots and women with prams, schoolchildren eating warm rolls out of paper bags. The whole street smelled of yeast and butter. Behind the counter, Mrs. Greene was slapping loaves into bags with flour on her cheeks. And at the far end of the long wooden table, in a white apron with

  • My Ex Husband Who Despised Me Before, Now Wants Me Back.   Chapter 100

    The text arrived at ten o’clock at night, while Sarah was alone in her office with a cold cup of tea and a stack of papers she was not reading.We need to talk. Tonight.She read it three times. Then she put the phone face down on the desk and folded her hands, and waited, with her heart beating slowly and heavily in her throat.He came at half past ten. She heard his steps in the corridor before he reached the door, unhurried and a little slower than usual. When he came in, he did not turn on the big light. He only shut the door and stood there in the soft yellow glow of her desk lamp, in his long dark coat, with his hands in his pockets.He looked like a man who had come to say goodbye to a house.“Gideon.” She smiled, a bright, careful smile. “You look terrible. Sit down. I will ring for coffee.”“Do not ring for anything.” He did not sit. “Frederick told me about the kiss.”The room went very quiet.Sarah did not move. She had practiced this moment for three nights, lying awake in

  • My Ex Husband Who Despised Me Before, Now Wants Me Back.   Chapter 2

    Selfish?Yes. That much was true.Sarah had been selfish enough to believe that love alone could hold a marriage together. Selfish enough to keep hoping, even when every sign screamed that she was unwanted.And hopeful?Yes. Painfully so.What could have happened to make Hannah suddenly accept Marg

  • My Ex Husband Who Despised Me Before, Now Wants Me Back.   Chapter 1

    “When she comes, we are getting a divorce, right away!”Sarah froze.The words sliced through the quiet hallway like a blade… sharp, merciless, unforgiving. For a second, she thought her mind was playing tricks on her. Maybe exhaustion had finally won. Maybe grief had begun to twist reality.But no

  • My Ex Husband Who Despised Me Before, Now Wants Me Back.   Chapter 4

    Last night after Frederick sent Sarah out from his house, he sank into the leather chair by the window.The house was quiet.Too quiet.Margaret and his mother, Hannah, had left hours ago…right after Sarah walked out with her suitcases. Margaret had followed Hannah to her house, happily offering to

  • My Ex Husband Who Despised Me Before, Now Wants Me Back.   Chapter 3

    A few hours later, Sarah stood in front of the house she once called home.The tall iron gates loomed before her like a final judgment, their cold metallic bars glinting under the afternoon sun. The sight alone sent a sharp ache through her chest. Her legs felt unbearably heavy, as though each step

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