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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY ONE

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Tiffany's POV

I waited for Marcus outside the catering kitchen after his shift, sitting on the low wall where he first took his break. He came out in his black shirt with his apron folded over his arm. He smiled when he saw me, and that made it harder.

"You came to my work," he said. "Again."

"I know. It's becoming a habit."

"I don't mind." He sat down beside me. "But you look like you want to say something, and you've been twisting that ring for five minutes."

I looked down. I was doing exactl
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  • Obsessing Over My Ex-Wife   CHAPTER ONE-FIFTY-FIVE

    Brian’s POVI called Tiffany back from the car, still parked on the quiet road outside the Beaumont mansion.“What exactly did you say Mom offered her?” I asked.“Money, and a way to keep Zoe if she does something in return.” Tiffany sounded tired. “Sophia wouldn’t tell me what. She only asked what you’d do if she said yes.”“Tell her to call me before she answers her. I’ll listen to whatever it is.”“I’ll tell her. I don’t know if she’ll do it.”“Ask her anyway.”Tiffany hung up. I sat there for a while with the engine off, watching the long wall and thinking about how many people in my family had learned to make a plan without telling anyone.Sophia didn’t call that night or the next day. Tiffany said her phone was switched off, and Kennedy’s number rang until it cut off. I told myself that frightened people are slow, and I carried the worry through the weekend like a stone in my pocket. I went to work on Saturday and sat in my office with nothing to do. On Sunday I walked around th

  • Obsessing Over My Ex-Wife   CHAPTER ONE-FIFTY-FOUR

    Brian’s POVJolene almost never called me. When her name came up on my screen, I was halfway through a report, and I answered before the second ring.“Your mother is parked across the road from my father’s gate,” she said. She didn’t say hello. “She has been there since before lunch.”“I’ll go.”“I didn’t ask you to.”“I know.” I was already on my feet. “She won’t listen to you. She might listen to me.”There was a pause. I could hear an engine on her end, and I guessed she was driving home.“Don’t go through the gate,” she said. “If your mother sees you walk in, she’ll know exactly where he is. Jason is inside.”“I won’t go in.”She hung up. I told Emma to cancel the rest of my day, and she didn’t ask why.The Beaumont Mansion sat behind a long wall at the end of a quiet road. I saw my mother’s car from far off, under a tree, with her driver at the wheel. I parked behind it and walked up to the back window.She lowered it a few inches. She didn’t look surprised.“You were quick,” she

  • Obsessing Over My Ex-Wife   CHAPTER ONE-FIFTY-THREE

    CHAPTER 151Jolene’s POVI got back to my office and sat down before I let my shoulders drop.Vincent came in without knocking, which he only did when he had been holding something in for an hour. He took the chair across from my desk and propped his feet on the edge of it. I looked at his shoes until he put them down.“Well?” he said.“Well, what?”“You told him to pay attention.”“He wasn’t paying attention.”“He wasn’t paying attention to anyone but you. Emma stared at her notebook for the whole hour. I think she wanted to disappear.” He leaned back. “And then you made him your contact. Every week, in this building. I’m only asking because I want to understand.”I opened a folder I didn’t need. “He answered a hard question straight. The others give me answers that sound like a brochure. I need one person who tells me the truth about the schedule. That’s all.”“Is it really.”“Yes.”“You wore the white suit.”“It’s clean, and it fits.”“And the red lipstick.”“Vincent.”“I’m just li

  • Obsessing Over My Ex-Wife   CHAPTER ONE-FIFTY-TWO

    Brian’s POVMatilda answered on the first ring. Mom hadn’t left her wing, she said, and Zoe was asleep. I made her promise to call me if that changed. It was all I could do from a hospital corridor.****Nothing happened after that, and four days later an email arrived from Lily. Emma brought it into my office, and she had printed it out. It was three lines long and read like a contract.Beaumont Group, ninth floor boardroom. Your team, six people at most. Agenda attached. Miss Beaumont will take questions on the tower project only.I read it twice, then passed my phone to Emma. She read it once and raised her eyebrows.“Six people at most. Sir, that’s rude.”“It’s right.” I took the phone back. “She’s setting the rules. I’d worry if she weren’t.”Dr. Carter had said Jason’s count was holding. I hadn’t seen him since the donation, and Jolene had sent me one line to say he was eating well, which I had read more often than I would admit. Now she was going back to work, and the next time

  • Obsessing Over My Ex-Wife   CHAPTER ONE-FIFTY-ONE

    Jolene’s POVBrian was already sitting outside the clinic door when Grace carried Jason down the corridor, ten days after he drove away from our gate.He stood up as soon as he saw us. He wore a plain sweater and no tie, and he kept his hands in his pockets as if he had decided they were safer there. His eyes went to Jason, then to me, then to the floor, like a man trying not to be caught staring.“Good morning,” he said.“You’re early.”“I said I would be.” He looked at Jason again, more carefully this time. “How is he?”“Hungry,” Grace said. “He ate two breakfasts and wanted a third.”Brian smiled, and something in his shoulders eased.Dr. Carter came to the door with her tablet and told us that Jason’s count had gone up after the first donation but was now drifting down again, slowly, as she had warned. A second donation today, a small amount like the first, should keep it steady.“Is there anything I should do before I give it?” Brian asked. “Eat something, or stay away from somet

  • Obsessing Over My Ex-Wife   CHAPTER ONE-FIFTY

    Margaret’s POVI didn’t go to bed after Brian left. I sat in my chair with the lamp on and went over what I had said, and I did not like it.I had told him about the wine. I said it to hurt him, because he had stood in my room and ordered me around, and nobody had done that in thirty years. Now I had handed my son something he could use against me. I heard the corridor door close behind him, and I didn’t know where he went.For a while, I remained perfectly still, listening to the silence that followed. The house had settled for the night, but my thoughts refused to settle with it. Every now and then, I glanced at the clock, as though the passing minutes might somehow bring me an answer.But the wine was not what kept me awake. It was his face when I mentioned that night.He hadn’t argued. He had gone very quiet, like a man doing sums. The morning after that dinner, he told me over coffee that it was a mistake he would never repeat, and I had been glad. Last night he said the same wor

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