Goodbye Saintess. novel Chapter 15

Below I ignored the video after that . I had no intention of turning spying on my ex – wife into a habit . Instead , I searched online for information about preparing for a divorce , then decided to go to sleep . Unexpectedly , just as I took off my shirt and set my phone aside , I heard someone pounding on the front door . I shot up from the bed , muscles tense . ‘ Oh shit .

‘ I could already picture that creepy smile on the landlady’s face . ‘ Please , God , don’t let her be out there , ” What was I supposed to do ? Open the door ? Pretend I wasn’t home ? The banging continued , each knock jarring like a strike to my eardrum . Anxiety crept into my limbs , leaving them cold . If she actually came inside – no , terrible phrasing . ” Came inside ” was not what I wanted to imagine . After some frantic mental back – and – forth , I chose to pretend I was asleep and ignore it . Once morning arrived , I’d get the hell out of here .

I could always come back and ask for a refund , right ? I never should’ve stayed , even if the rent was already paid . Saving money wasn’t worth this . Now , I was stuck in a unit she had keys to . Fortunately , I’d installed a new lock and made sure to use it . That was the only thing keeping her out now . The banging eventually stopped . I raised my head and listened . Had I survived ? ” Open the door , my dear ! Please ! I forgot my keys ! ” Holy cow . ” My dear “? Who said that in the middle of the night ? There was no way I was opening that door now .

I rolled onto my side , committed to the act . She kept calling out again and again , but something felt off . That voice didn’t sound like Patricia at all . It was younger , softer , light , and playful . I frowned and rose from the bed , stepping out of the bedroom with careful , silent steps . The woman’s voice grew more anxious . The closer I got to the door , the more certain I became that this wasn’t Patricia . Then who was it ? Maybe someone knocking on the wrong door ? I peered through the peephole and saw a beautiful young woman standing outside .

She was knocking urgently and glancing nervously over her shoulder . My frown deepened . I opened the surveillance app on my phone . Patricia had installed the system before she left and shared access with me . The camera showed a man dressed entirely in black with a baseball cap pulled low . He stood at the far end of the hallway , watching the young woman with unsettling intensity , as if weighing whether to approach . My instincts kicked in at once . We were dealing with a midnight stalker !