Ex-husband's Sweet Trap novel Chapter 25

She had been the one who wanted to get married eight years ago. He never knelt before her and asked her to marry him.

Only incompetent men would kneel down and ask a woman to marry him.

His smugness turned into irritation as he recalled the way Declan had gone on one knee in the restaurant and asked Luz to marry him.

If he hadn't been there by coincidence and did not threaten her, would she have accepted the proposal and married Declan Carver?

After all, that woman had never been one to be shy.

He narrowed his eyes coldly as he imagined her nodding in agreement to the proposal and then kissing and embracing Declan. 

She would never marry again as long as he was still single!

He got up, picked up his coat, and strode out of the door.

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It took Luz some time to coax her son to sleep. She rubbed her stiff neck and was about to take a bath to relieve her fatigue when a beam of strong light came in from outside. She instinctively narrowed her eyes. The dazzling light reminded her of the time she had brought Logan to a production set in Hollywood.

Once her eyes adjusted to the light, she went to the window and looked out. Her breath hitched in her chest when she saw who was outside.

How could it be him!

They had just met two hours ago. Why would he come to her house?

The light flashed a couple of times, so dazzling that her eyes hurt. Luz ducked behind the curtains, flustered. Did he come to threaten her again?

Her heart pounded as she thought of this possibility. "Should I call the police?" she wondered.

But then, Henry Maynard was almost like a god in North City. Even if she called the police, they wouldn't do anything to him. It might even aggravate him further.

Logan was also affected by the light. He mumbled something in his sleep and turned over. 

If he continued to shine the light into the house like this, Logan wouldn't be able to sleep.

She took a few deep breaths, pressed her chest with her hands, and walked out of the room.

Henry was sitting in the driver's seat, flicking the controls for the car lights. The Maybach's lights were truly a sight to behold.

He glanced towards the woman who was running out of the house coldly, smiling when he saw her clothes.

"Henry, what else do you want?"

Even though the distance from the house to the car was just a few steps, Luz had to psych herself up with every step she took in order to keep her calm as she appeared in front of Henry.

"What do you think?"

Luz just wanted him to get straight to the point and leave, but he wasn't going to cooperate at all. The car lights were still flashing. She gritted her teeth and reached out to turn off the engine.

"Just say what you want to say."

After that, she swallowed her saliva and took a step back. It was not a wise choice to get close to him.