Broken Vows and Buried Twins novel Chapter 175

Hester walked into the room and shut the door behind her.

Completely ignoring the heavy weight of Julian's stare, she headed straight for the large king-sized bed and pulled back the duvet.

"Where is my black shirt?"

Hester's hand stalled on the fabric. She glanced over her shoulder toward the sofa.

Julian stood up, walking toward the foot of the bed until he was squarely in her line of sight. "The handcrafted Italian one you bought for me on our honeymoon."

Realization dawned on her, and she gave a dismissive, "Oh." Dropping the duvet, she slipped off her slippers and climbed into bed. "I was organizing the closet and noticed a button was missing. I threw it out."

Julian's already dark expression instantly turned murderous. "You threw it away?"

Hester pulled the duvet over herself, smoothing the edges with careless, deliberate strokes. "You have dozens of bespoke shirts. You're hardly going to miss one. It was ruined. What was I supposed to do, frame it as a souvenir?"

"Hester, you know exactly what that shirt meant to—"

His voice cut off abruptly.

Hester looked up, meeting his furious gaze. "It was a honeymoon gift. I remember. But so what? I don't even want the man anymore. Keeping the shirt is just a joke."

She hadn't forgotten how the button got torn off. In a haze of passion and desperate need, she had ripped it from the silk fabric herself. She knew Julian had treasured it, mostly because the memories of that night were branded into both of their minds. He had been so utterly dominant and obsessed with her that evening.

Shortly after they returned from Italy, she found out she was pregnant. It was a whirlwind romance—a sudden marriage followed by a sudden pregnancy. She had once believed it was the universe's perfect plan for her.

Looking back now, the memories only tasted like ash.

The sweeter the past had been, the more mocking their current icy reality felt.

The veins in Julian's forehead throbbed. "Are you actively trying to drive me insane?"

"It's just a piece of fabric. Since when does the great Julian Weston care about a single shirt?"

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