She Wanted a Marriage Backsie のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 8

For the better part of a month after that, Izzy and I had no contact at all. Ever since Sebastian had come back, she'd cleared every trace of me out of the apartment to avoid suspicion and left me to rent a place of my own.The next time I saw her was at the Presley family's old house. She walked in with her fingers laced through Sebastian's. The moment she saw me, the smile on her face went stiff, and she let go of his hand without thinking.Sebastian followed her gaze to me, his brow furrowing, and his tone turned less than friendly."Stevie, is your job really this light on work? Is this the kind of place you get to show up to?"Izzy's expression wasn't much better. She made up some excuse to send Sebastian off, then walked quickly over to me. She pulled me into a corner and lowered her voice."Didn't I tell you to keep your distance for a while? What are you doing here?""Angela told me to come," I cut her off before she could finish.Izzy let out a cold laugh. "My grandmoth

That evening, Izzy came to find me at the place I was renting. When she saw the bruise still swollen on my cheek, her expression softened a little, maybe out of guilt."I was just so worried about Grandma at the time, so I...""It's fine." I cut her off before she could finish, and it left her looking a little awkward.She sighed. "Stevie, I don't want things to end up like this between us. But there's nothing else I can do. Sebastian's the suspicious type. He's been asking me for days what exactly you and I are to each other. That's the only reason I came up with that excuse."I gave a bitter twist of a smile."So you'd rather let them assume I'm a homewrecker?"Izzy let out a breath."Whatever you want, I can make it up to you. Weren't you always talking about wanting to go to Iceland?"She kept going, word after word, still caught up in her own version of things, getting more worked up as she spoke."Once I've got things settled, once we get remarried, we'll go to Iceland f

Izzy's family was busy hashing out the details of the wedding, but her mind was full of nothing but Stevie.The two of them had been secretly married for three years now. She'd once assumed Stevie would never agree to keep it hidden, that she'd even have to fight her family over it. She never imagined he'd actually go along with it.And so it had gone, for three whole years. In the eyes of everyone around them, she and Stevie were nothing but strangers.There had even been a stretch, early on, when she'd done things that hurt him badly, just to avoid suspicion. But she'd always made it up to him afterward, one way or another.Then, over this past year, she'd started attending more and more business dinners to chase down investors, which put her in close, frequent contact with the people she worked with. Still, at the end of the day, she'd never actually crossed any line.For the sake of her career, for the sake of the Presley family, she hadn't had the bandwidth to manage Stevie's

I saw Izzy again three days later. I'd already found a new job, though I hadn't started yet.I never expected her to actually come find me, and I definitely never expected her to call off the wedding with Sebastian."You've seen what's online. I'm not marrying Sebastian."Izzy said it plainly.I frowned. Whether she married Sebastian or not, what did that have to do with me?"Ms. Presley, is that the only reason you came? You didn't need to tell me any of this. We're already divorced, after all."My cold, distant tone caught her off guard.From the moment she'd agreed to marry Sebastian, there should have been no future left for the two of us. It was only because I kept giving her chance after chance, over and over, that we'd gotten this far. But after three years together, she still hadn't given me even the most basic trust."Stevie, doesn't any of this matter to you at all?""Should it?" I asked. "We don't have any relationship left. What exactly am I supposed to care about?