บททั้งหมดของ Crossed: Chasing Back the Unwanted Wife: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Maggie sat beside Evie’s bed, arms folded, eyes narrowed as she watched the younger woman scroll through her phone.She wasn't under the duvet anymore. In fact, she looked completely fine now. Her skin color was back to normal, she'd styled her hair herself, and she was able to pick her outfit all on her own without throwing a tantrum. She looked as stunning as she was before everything fell apart.Which explained the workers who walked in and out of the ward clearing out her things.But there was this annoyance running through Maggie's veins that she couldn't explain. And that was besides the fact that Evie's newly found attitude was irritating her.“The plan is off." Said the text from Ethan yesterday. Simple, plain and giving no explanation.“Coward." She'd muttered after reading it. ‘Why the hell did he decide to chicken out all of a sudden?’ She thought to herself. The situation couldn't be as bad as it seemed, right?Yes, things were messy. Nolan was emotionally unstable, but t

Maggie stormed into the lounge, her heels clicking sharply on the floor, and dropped her bag with a thud on the table.“What the hell was that text supposed to mean?” she snapped, eyes locked on Ethan, ignoring the suited men seated across from him.Ethan didn’t flinch. He tilted his head, studying her with a look balanced between irritation and amusement.The men weren't left out as they exchanged glances with themselves before their eyes shifted to Maggie then to Ethan.But they didn't dare whisper about it. Not there.Maggie was fuming, and she wasn't willing to walk away until she got an answer.Ethan ran a hand along his jaw, exhaled slowly, then turned to the men. “Gentlemen, we’ll have to cut this short. We’ll reschedule.”The men were clearly not pleased with the development, but none of them voiced their complaints and just rose from their seats, leaving one after the other.Maggie still didn't sit even after they'd all cleared out. She just stood there, her eyes squinted in

Jules fastened a bracelet on one wrist, and a wristwatch on the other, keeping her eyes forward and not doing as much as breathing loudly as Ethan moved around the room, also getting ready to leave.It'd just been a week since their anniversary, and Jules still hadn't said more than “good morning” or “welcome” to Ethan. And she didn't act like she was planning to say more than that anytime soon.Hurt still sat heavy on her chest, and she hadn’t decided exactly how to handle him, so for now, she simply kept her distance.For now, it was minutes past nine in the morning, and her mom's plane was scheduled to land in about thirty minutes.She checked her hair and face in the vanity mirror, then turned to the full length mirror to check her shirt and pants, which she planned to wear to work when she was done picking up her mom.As she straightened the sleeve of the peach colored shirt, her gaze caught Ethan’s reflection behind her.He was watching her.Without saying a word, she turned her

Nolan tapped his foot lightly on the brake pedal, his eyes occasionally darting to the rearview mirror. It's been two days since he’d confirmed Evie was missing, and he’d been everywhere—calling in favors, chasing leads, clinging to the hope that he could still fix this. The night Maggie had come over, he’d jumped in his car and driven aimlessly around the city, convincing himself he was in control. He hadn’t stopped until a patrol officer pulled him over and wouldn’t let him go until he produced his ID. Now he was parked in the lot of an old restaurant that people nearly didn't patronize anymore, expecting the only person he could think of after leaving the station. He was losing patience by the second, especially as his guest had warned him to stay off alcohol, despite the tempting force pushing him to walk into the building and order something dusty and forgotten was nearly unbearable. The time on his phone read minutes past the time agreed and he took deep breaths tryi

Jules closed the door behind her and leaned against it, eyes unfocused, staring at nothing. She'd completely forgotten that she'd gotten off pills and had none at home. Maybe that was why it hadn't crossed her mind the moment she got home yesterday. Anyone who’d seen her right after Cassie hung up would have known something was wrong. Her face had gone ghostly pale, drained of color. But there was no way she was ditching work once again. And she didn't want to reschedule the meeting just after Zee had convinced the manager of the company she was supposed to meet with. It was later, after handling some more work, that she stopped at a pharmacy and bought some medication. Then downed it with some warm coffee. Now she felt tired, and a little shaken, and the silence in the house didn't help as both Asher and Nancy were in some apartment with her mom. “Welcome, ma'am." The chef greeted as soon as she passed the dining room where the table was set for two. Jules tilted her head and f