Ex-husband's Sweet Trap novel Chapter 32

He adjusted the collar of his shirt as she waited for him to say something harsh then leave, but instead, he leaned over her and placed his hands on the table behind her. He stared at her. "Tell me, why did you hit her?"

The oppressive position and his demanding tone of voice made Luz catch her breath. How was she supposed to answer that? Should she just say that Maddison had insulted his ability in bed, her character, and their son?

"Tell me!"

After waiting for her answer impatiently, Henry spoke again in a cold tone. This time, he was even more demanding and sharp than before.

"Maddison used to bully me a lot. Yesterday, when I met her at the restaurant, she insulted me, so I reacted out of anger."

She had no choice but to go for another excuse, but Henry insisted on asking further. "How did she insult you?"

Luz was at a loss for words. Did he have to do this?

"I don't think I need to say anything else, Mr Maynard. I'm actually quite busy at the moment, so if you have any problems with my reasoning we can take this to court as I suggested earlier. Now if you don't mind, I need to work."

Mia's colleagues should be good at their job, so she wouldn't lose if they really had to go to court.

"Fine."

Henry smiled coldly. His gaze bore into her, so cold that it felt like sharp knives were stabbing into her heart. Just one word was enough to make her legs feel weak.

What did he mean?

She looked at him dazedly as he withdrew his hand from the table and turned to leave. She still did not understand what he meant by that word.

The calm she had managed to muster had disappeared with Henry's presence. She couldn't concentrate on her work anymore. She stared at the document in front of her, then closed it in frustration.

"It's just a lawsuit," she thought to herself. "Nothing to be scared of."

...

"Secretary Boone."

Linda's voice came from outside. Luz patted her face in an attempt to relax and put on a smile. "Come in."

"Secretary Boone, there's a man downstairs looking for you. He said his name is Declan Carver."

Linda's eyes were full of amusement, which made her a little awkward. "Don't overthink it, we're just friends."

"It's fine, friendship has lots of potentials. Go downstairs, he probably saw the news online and is worried about you."

"Thank you."

She nodded. This was what Declan would do.

She got up from her seat and subconsciously glanced at the office next to her, but the blinds snapped shut suddenly at the same time, blocking her view.

It was better like that, that way Henry wouldn't know she was leaving her post.

She took her phone and went downstairs, where Declan was waiting at the door anxiously.