Getting Back His ‘Dead’ Wife novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

Kendrick picked at the French feast, tasting none of its flavor.

A crippling cramp twisted his stomach in relentless waves, as if an invisible hand was wringing it raw. Cold, fine sweat beaded on his forehead, his face turning pale gradually.

Across the table, Lavinia was too busy snapping photos of the delicate foie gras and truffle soup in front of her. She shifted her phone for a dozen angles, tweaked the filters, and pored over her Instagram caption, not lifting her head as she asked, “Ken, does this one look a little dark? Should I turn up the exposure a bit?”

Kendrick’s fingers tightened around his water glass, his knuckles blanching white. He drew a deep breath and then said in a low voice, “Lavi, I’m not feeling well. Let’s head back early.”

“Huh?” Lavinia finally looked up, and she was slightly stunned when she saw his pale face. “What’s wrong? Stomach ache again? Then drink some warm water.”

Her words were offhand and casual, and her gaze darted right back to her phone screen fingers flew across the keyboard, a pleased smile still playing on her lips.

Kendrick stared at her, and that faint discomfort in his chest spread like ink seeping into clear water, slow yet unstoppable.

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A few days later, there was an important business banquet.

Kendrick took Lavinia with him. She was buzzing with excitement, dressed in a haute couture gown and draped in a full set of jewelry, preening like a peacock with its tail spread wide.

But the second they walked into the venue, she lost her nerve.

She had no idea who to exchange pleasantries with, couldn’t make head or tail of the industry jargon, and nearly sloshed wine all over a guest when toasting them When someone asked her politely for her take on a project, she stammered, her cheeks flaring bright red with embarrassment.

Kendrick stepped in to smooth things over for her. Then, he leaned in to tell her in whispers, “Just speak less and listen more at these events.”

Lavinia pouted unhappily, “Those people just look down on me. They did it on purpose to make

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me look bad! This stupid banquet is so boring. I’d rather go shopping.”

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