Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1095

Upon hearing his words, Zoey felt a wave of nausea wash over her.

However, her phone was held captive in the man's hand, making it impossible for her to end the call.

On the line, Murray kept babbling about Zoey's virtues from the past: always having a bowl of soup ready for his hangovers, always having antacids in the car, and always picking him up no matter how late he came home, even when she herself was swamped with work.

After three minutes of Murray's rambling speech, a man's laughter echoed from the other end.

"Zoey, your husband wanted to hear your voice."

That sentence was utterly despicable, trampling on Zoey's dignity as if it were nothing but dirt.

Her face turned ashen in an instant. She tried to reach for her phone with all her might, but the man abruptly accelerated, causing her to whimper in pain.

Murray wasn't a fool. He had been with Evelyn enough times to know exactly what was happening on the other end of the line.

Back when Zoey was with him, she always avoided kissing him, saying she wasn't ready emotionally.

But now, in such a short span of time, she could engage in such activities with another man while on the phone.

"You slut," he spat, "when I wanted to be with you, you claimed to be traumatized. But look at you now, so willing with someone else. Zoey, how low can you stoop? Did you sell yourself after leaving me? Is that why someone would want to touch you? I bet you willingly slept with your stepfather, too, didn't you? You're nothing but filth, letting any man have his way with you, huh?"

Tears streamed down Zoey's face as the man behind her showed no mercy. Her tears stained the couch, but she bit her lip, remembering his words.

The tears of a woman he didn't care for only disgusted him.

Even though her dignity was being trampled upon and her character maligned by these two men, she could not allow herself to cry out loud.

It was her fault for misjudging people seven years ago, thinking of Murray as her savior.

And her own folly for climbing into that man's bed seven years later.

Hunching her trembling body, she listened to Murray's insults, feeling utterly humiliated.

Finally, she pleaded in a low voice.

"Can you please finish that quickly. I beg you."

Her plea was hardly audible, but Murray heard it and responded with another round of insults.

Her voice was choked with sobs, but the man only agreed with Murray's words, showing no sympathy.

"I must say, your ex-boyfriend makes a valid point. You do seem to have a knack for stooping low."

Zoey froze, her hands gripping the couch tightly, no longer daring to plead with him.

The man ended the call, his actions becoming even more forceful.

An hour later, this one-sided venting finally ended.