Her fifth daughter died, so she deleted his bloodline. novel Chapter 38

Chapter 6

Alex had me in his arms before I could think.

“Evie. Evie, why are you dressed like this? What happened? What did that bastard do to you?”

I went limp. The tears came.

“Alex. You came. Take me home.”

His face crumpled. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’ll make him pay for this, I swear.’

The car was warm. My body finally relaxed.

Alex took my hands, what was left of them and just lost it. Full-on crying.

“These hands, Evie. You used to play piano with these hands.” His voice broke. “God.

What did that bastard do to you?”

I looked out the window.

Dated four years. Married five.

In Ashland, I was the crazy wife.

In Sunnydale, I was the Ashford heiress. Front page of the society section.

“Alex. I want a divorce. Set it up.”

Ten years. And it ended like this, not with a scream, but a whisper.

I looked at my ruined hands. Closed my eyes.

A van pulled up where I’d been standing.

Big guys got out. Jon’s household manager was leading them.

He showed the sandwich guy a photo, “You seen her? Mr. Hartwell’s looking.”

The guy squinted.

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Alex stepped in. “Save the act, Mrs. Hartwell. It’s not gonna work here.”

“She’s divorcing him. End of discussion. My sister needs to rest. You need to leave.”

The guards walked her out.

At the door, she looked back.

Something in her eyes.

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He grabbed a turkey sandwich, forced it down

Then he remembered, the first Christmas with her. She’d tried so hard. Made him a sandwich from scratch, and it came out terrible.

She’d stuck out her tongue, eyes bright. “Sorry, first try.”

“I’ll get better.”

His heart was racing now. Something was wrong.

He grabbed his keys and ran.

Tiffany grabbed his coat, followed. “Jon! You’ll freeze!”

He ran red lights all the way back to the estate. Searched everywhere.

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