Todos os capítulos de Trading My Cheating Husband For My Best Friend's Husband : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Katrina’s POV I woke up with a smile and a breath of relief.The sheets were still warm around me, wrapping me up like a burrito. God, when was the last time I woke up like this? I woke to the golden light of the sun against my face, and not the irritating screeches of alarms. There wasn't tension in my shoulders from holding too much shopping bags alone, and there wasn't that restless knot in my tummy, waiting for Adrian's validation on how good my food tastes.There was just this small, secret ache between my legs that made me stretch like a cat and press my thighs together.I kept my eyes closed, replaying last night in fragments. I can't believe I actually came on camera. And for the first time! I thought p**n over-exaggerated this, but it felt so good being watched!God, I'm starting to believe that with Christian, I might just be the wildcat Adrian was afraid of taming.A satisfied moan escaped from my lips when I pull the sheets off me, feeling the cold air bite at my expose

Katrina's POV “YOU—”The car jerked to life, pulling me back into my seat before I could turn his perfect hair into a mess, “How could you! You knew all this time but you made me….you…”“I did what your husband was to do,” he interrupted, his eyes fixated on the streets ahead, “What kind of husband doesn't give his wife a good morning kiss, let alone have her in his arms?”My fingers tightened around my thighs as I swallowed and answered in a low, pained voice, “Mine doesn't.”I couldn't tell if Christian heard that, or if he chose not to push further, but I leaned against the open window for awhile, admiring the new change of environment we'd been moving through.More trees. More fresh air whipping against my face, thrashing my hair lightly as I inhaled and exhaled sharply. A smile creeped up my face as I realized this was what freedom looked like. Tasted like, apparently.I could still feel the coffee at the tip of my tongue, teasing me to go back for more, but I licked my lips and

Katrina’s POV The ICU doors stayed shut for what felt like hours. I paced the waiting room, my sneakers squeaking against the floors with each step I took, until a doctor finally pushed through in blue scrubs.“Mrs. Blackwood?”I almost said yes, but I was smart enough to catch myself just in time.“Friend,” I corrected with a small smile, “I’m the one who rode in with him.”He nodded, flipping through a clipboard. “He’s stabilized. His severe allergic reaction was what we identified as anaphylaxis. We administered epinephrine and steroids. He’s lucky you got him here when you did.”Lucky. Sure. Lucky that I dragged him to a park full of flowers when he barely escaped Sarah's poisoning.Speaking of which…“Are there…any other complications in his system?” I asked, my tone cautious and slow so I didn't raise suspicion to both Christian and I. The last time I needed was getting myself in handcuffs due to a misunderstanding.Scandals wouldn't just ruin me. It'll ruin my reputation and

Katrina's POV The room felt so quiet the air conditioner and the equipments became louder than the silence itself.I felt his eyes on him, searching my face for something I couldn't find. Was it Sarah's attack? Or was it for a reaction? I couldn't tell the difference. Not with the blood pounding in my eyes right now.Suddenly, the door slid open before anyone could say anything else.Everyone looked towards the door. Everyone but Christian.“Don't worry about me right now. You just almost died, get better so we can leave here soon.” I whispered.I reached down and slipped my hand into his, secretly squeezing from the side, my thumb brushing over his knuckles. A silent ‘I'm fine’ to seal the moment. His fingers curled around mine in response, and something in his shoulders eased, like that was all he needed to hear right now.We both turned back to the doctor walking in with the two now.The same doctor from earlier. But this time he had a nurse following him behind with a clipboard.

Chapter 19 Katrina’s POV This cabin was the last thing my mother left me. It was the only place that actually had a piece of my childhood before the fame and dramas rolled in. And now Sarah was forcing me to open it up for all of them. I stood in the doorway with a heavy heart, eyes flickering with emotions as I watched them laugh and giggle like this was nothing. Like this was just me doing everyone another favour. The one thing I actually had to myself, and this was gone too. Nothing was ever really mine, was it? This wasn't how I pictured my return to my childhood. To my past. And when I tried to explain why this was a big deal, all I got was a frown and “why are you making this a big deal?” Adrian, seeing my frozen figure, kissed his teeth and whispered, “You can't be seriously worked up about this, Kat. This is practical and much safer for Leo when he arrives.” I blinked instantly, turning to face him, “What did you say about Leo?” Adrian scratched the bac