My Ex-Husband Is My Mate
Of course, always with his mental gymnastics, “You give me love. My parents too. My brothers, as well. And look at them, they’re just as bad at relationships as me. We’re all just going to end up living together when we’re old, with our sixteen kids taking care of us.”
“You’re so stupid. And don’t even think I’m going to take care of your old ass,” I murmur, knowing damn well I would, “I’m going to be too busy with my husband’s old ass.”
Henry scoffs like he doesn’t believe that for a second.
“You’d chose my ass over your husband’s every time,” he assures. But my supposed husband doesn’t even exist yet, so I don’t even bother defending that notion, “You know what, Bob? I don't remember the l
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