Divorcing My Husband Over His Stepsister's Secret novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167

Anna’s POV:

Miss Anderson, there are some things I’m not sure if 1 should say.

Scarlett blocked the bathinom door, trapping me inside. Her hand rested again the wall.‘

Move. If you shouldn’t say it, keep your mouth shut, I replied coldly.

She didn’t budge. Standing there with her back against the door.

“Blake and I are going to get married eventually. What he gives me now isn’t even a tenth of what a Wright wife gets. I used to eney you so much.”

I stared at her, keeping my expression neutral despite the acid burning in my stomach.

I’m not saying this out of malice,” she continued, voice softening. “I just worry you’ll hold a grudge against me for standing in your way. But I have absolutely no ill will toward you.”

She leaned closer, her expensive perfume suffocating me in the small space.

“He treats me like his wife, wanting to give me the best. Today was just a coincidence that EcoMarine Group happens to be where you work. If there were other environmental companies, he’d still offend them to secure sponsorships for my company.”

My chest tightened as she continued.

“He promised he’d take care of me, give me the best, never let me suffer or get hurt again.”

Those words struck a painful chord. Blake had once said almost the exact same things to me. I’d believed him then, hanging onto every syllable like it was gospel. Now I understood those promises were just words he tossed around carelessly.

I held my breath unconsciously, pressure building in my chest.

“You’re overthinking. It’s just normal business competition,” I said, trying to sound dismissive.

Scarlett’s lips curved into a sympathetic smile. “Yes, Ms. Anderson, it’s better if you can see it that way. I actually feel sorry for Blake. When it comes down to it, he’s just trying to atone for what happened with Claire. My acceptance helps ease his conscience.”

The words “Claire” and “atone‘ sent a wave of memories crashing over me – painful ones I’d tried desperately to bury. I managed to keep my face from showing the storm inside.

“How’s your face? Not hurting anymore?” I asked, changing the subject.

I reached for the door lock, trying to escape this conversation. As I pulled, someone pushed from the outside, sending both Scarlett and me tumbling to the

floor.

And there he was

–

Blake, wearing that deep gray suit with tiny diamond cufflinks, looking down at me with shock in his eyes.

“Where are you hurt?” he asked urgently, reaching down to pull me up. His fingers wrapped around my arm, checking for injuries.

Scarlett’s words echoed in my mind. I jerked away from his touch, disgust washing over me.

Blake stared at his empty palm for three long seconds before commenting, “You still look terrible.”

The last time I’d seen him was on our divorce/day. I almost laughed at the irony. When had I looked anything but terrible? Since losing the baby, I hadn’t had a single peaceful day.

I’d originally planned to talk to him about EcoMarine Group, to make sure the company wouldn’t be penalized because of me. But now, knowing Scarlett had already revealed his motives, there seemed no point:

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Chapter 167

Blake, I’m here… Scarlett called from behind me, tears brimming in leer eyet.

Blake turned his head toward her voice,

I attempted to leave, but his voice stopped me. “Anna!

*Blake, I think I’m hurt.. Scarlett whimpered.

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