Ex Husband's Worst Nightmare

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filling the air. Before I could even reach for the handle

ce as she shoved me aside. I stumbled back

amantha?" I shot

gage," she ordered coldly, her eyes s

owing her upstairs. Every step she took radi

sband, was already sitting on the couch. I c

are

eered, already unzipping one of the suitcases. "

Raymond said, his voice stead

we have a maid," I muttered, my voice barely a

apping rhythmically on the armrest as if he was trying to decide how

his wasn't a request-it was an order

myself. "I'm not yo

is voice a low growl filled with aut

e couch, enjoying every second of my humiliation. "Do as he says,

t give them the satisfaction of seeing me break

ne a reminder of how far I'd fallen. My husband ignored m

bling, heart racing. There was

f me was enough to knock

top of him, moaning as if it were normal. No maids around-though even if

crashing to the floor with a deafening smash. I stood

with surprising speed. She quickly pulled on her clothes, a mocking smile curling at the corner of her lip

my throat. I was suffocating. I wanted to scream, to run, to destr

inally managed to whisper, my voice ba

her tone. "And so?" she said with a dismissive wave of her hand,

lood rushing to my head. I felt like I was suf

's voice cut through the air, as harsh and demandin

ands trembling, and stormed back to the living room. I slammed it down in front of Raymond

ice sharp. "Go on, pour me

. She didn't even look at me, just took a slo

, unsure of wh

ld, sharp. "Eat what's left. You

ed into me, fu

t I refused to let Raymond see it. His cold gaze never left me,

nd following quickly. "Come on, La

't come. Before I could react, Samantha

e're not going to see her. She's coming

ad. "No I wish to, but I a

ed it down. I couldn't argue. "I'm not donating blood, Ra

overs," he mocked. Then, without warning, he yanked me by the w

y hair, the sting sharp and unforgiving.

thick. Samantha's presence hung over m

e shoved me out of the car, dragging me insid

ping with disdain. "Even though I don't like you, I don't h

pain blurred, the moment suffocating. I sta

n't speak. We drove back home in sile

lready waiting at the entrance,

than a tool in your marriage? I am going to take everything

just stop bothering me?" I asked,

ther man, tell them you cheated on him and to pay him back you are gi

. "My rep