finally asked, her voi

the road ahead. "You're just jealous of Chloe. I've alr

you love Chloe? Don't you have a child? Why not let me go

nswer her question. In his twisted mind, Chloe was for love, but Kathryn was the useful

g that Kathryn thought h

isdain. "You married me for money, didn't you? Three years ago,

om his mouth was a profound humiliation. He was deliberate

have the self-awareness of a commodity. Enduring all this is the price you have to

ed her head to look at the man she had lived with for three years

es holding no warmth. "Did you re

en a person. She had spent three years pulling him back from the brink of death, givi

nother word would be a waste of breath. Her eyes, once f

ike she always did. This eerie, detached silence made him feel like he was losing his grip o

out of the city, surrounded b

t," he

ared at hi

w open her door. "I said, get out! Let the cold air

r balance on the gravel shoulder. She was only wearing thin

e black Bentley quickly disappeared into the night, leaving only a trail of red taillight

side of a deserted road. She

ashed over her. She looked around. It was

hought it might be Julian, having a moment of conscien

ther-i

ated, the

ion? You've disgraced the Carlisle name! Tomorrow is the family dinner, and you had better be there to fulfil

toria, Kathryn was nothing more than a cheap lucky charm they bought

at the desolate wilderness around he

but filled with a coldness she had n

er connection to the Carlisle family. If you want soup, ask Chloe t

hat! You ungrateful little bitch!" Vi

she opened her contacts and, one by one, blocked the numbers of

felt drained, but als

deep breath, got her bearings, and started walking down the highway. The win