Chased by my Ex Husband novel Chapter 15

Grace

" Mrs. Calder, choose wisely. Don’t make mistakes. ” Josh follows after me.

I halt and shoot him a glance over my shoulder. His eyes are hard on me, but when his gaze meets someone else’s eyes behind me, he swallows and takes a cautious step back.

Instantly, I whip around to find Tristin staring at him coldly. The lust for violence behind his eyes is well-masked but it still sends shivers down my back.

“ Let’s leave. ” I whisper, drawing Tristin’s attention back to me.

He nods curtly and turns around. His hand closes around my wrist again, silently tugging me along.

Frowning, I keep my eyes on his hand. I should probably tell him that I can walk on my own.

I can walk even if my legs are trembling, even if my hands are turning cold and my heart is sinking.

I was a fool to think Ethan was fighting to keep me. For a second there, when I found him clinging to me desperately, I thought…maybe, I am mistaken about some things.

Maybe, just maybe, Lily brainwashed him. And Tristin is turning me against him.

Maybe, there is no betrayal between us, but just misunderstandings.

Now, the harsh truth hits me in the face.

The moment Lily fainted—or better—pretended to faint, I disappeared from Ethan’s world.

I had spent years beside Ethan. Whenever I came across him, it was always like this. The moment Lily came into his sight, his eyes became soft and he forgot I existed.

That day when he pushed me, he forgot I existed even then and left me on the road to bleed out. How can I ever forget?

Warm hands fall over my shoulders. My trance breaks. Slowly, I lift my head.

Tristin is standing right before me, his eyes fixed on something around my arms. I peek down, only to notice his big coat wrapped around my frame, hiding my silk nightie.

“ Don’t catch a cold. ” He says, without taking his eyes off his coat.

Suddenly, it dawns upon me. Indeed, I am cold. It feels like my bones are freezing.

Craning my neck, I look up at the sky. The clouds rumble before it starts raining.

I push past Tristin and walk ahead. “ we should leave. ”

Who knows if Ethan will suddenly remember me and come after me again?

“ We should leave, Tristin. ” I repeat, as my mind is pulled into a daze again.

A man comes rushing from the distance, holding an umbrella. That’s when I realize that I am under the rain. The cold water is drenching me, but I can’t seem to be able to feel it.

He moves past me swiftly and approaches Tristin. “ Boss. ”

Tristin snatches the umbrella from him and lifts it above my head. Instantly, the cold water stops wetting me. I glance up, as several emotions raise their head inside me.

Grabbing my cold hand, Tristin hands me the umbrella and steps away. “ Come on, Grace. ”

I continue to stare at the umbrella.

It all started with an umbrella.

The first time I met Ethan in the garden of my house, he had covered me with an umbrella just like this.

On that winter day, my parents broke my heart again when they took my poem and gave it to Lily so she could participate in a contest.

As I cried in the garden alone, an unfamiliar boy had come to save me from the rain. His eyes were cold, unlike anything I had seen before, but the green of his eyes drew me in.

“ Crying under the rain won’t solve anything. ” He had said. “ you will only get sick and you will be surprised to know that no one gives a damn. So, you should. Give a damn about yourself. ”

After he had said those strange words to me, he handed me the umbrella and left. He had seemed so cool back then. He was my first crush. Then, he became an incurable illness—my first love.

But for him…

I never existed.

He was right.

No one gave a damn about me.

The umbrella slipped from my hand and fell to the ground. The rain started pouring over me again.

My gaze fell to the ground. I was not wearing shoes. I had forgotten to wear shoes…because I was so engrossed in whatever those people did to me.