I Was His Wife, Then His Widow, Then No One's But My Own novel Chapter 465

Frederick Fletcher slowly walked over, a faint, almost mischievous smile playing on his lips. "But that's all in the past now. I've adjusted perfectly. There is one thing you ought to know, though. Seraphina Shaw and I have reached an agreement to take down you and Nora together."

Finnegan's eyes snapped open. His body tensed involuntarily, and his voice was incredibly hoarse as he forced the question out. "What did she say?"

Frederick turned slowly with a chuckle, half his face hidden in the shadows. He looked at him with a predatory gaze. "Do you really care? She certainly told me a lot of interesting things. Like the secrets you confided in her back at the Fletcher estate, and all about you and Nora. She even mentioned how you kept calling Nora's name at the hospital."

He paused, letting out a light laugh, as if thoroughly entertained by the shifting emotions on Finnegan's face.

"She was absolutely furious. She never expected you to care so much about that woman. She swore to make her pay a thousand times over, to ruin her completely, and to make sure you never get what you want in this lifetime."

Finnegan's hands clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white.

He recalled waking up in bed that day, when Liam Mercer had hesitantly mentioned that Seraphina had visited briefly before leaving.

He hadn't paid it much attention at the time, as his entire focus had been on waiting for news about Nora.

Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that Seraphina would channel all her fury from what she had overheard directly at Nora.

He shook his head with a mock sigh. "I just find it all so absurd. Seraphina actually expects me to help her get revenge. Does she really think she's still the same woman who had me completely captivated years ago?"

"It's been five years. Every time I think back to the moment I fell from that plane, I feel nothing but absolute despair. There isn't a single person who could make me care about this world again."

Finnegan closed his eyes, falling silent for a long moment before his voice dropped to a barely audible whisper. "What do you plan to do to me, and what do you plan to do to her?"

Frederick raised an eyebrow, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Feeling protective now? Finnegan, is it Nora you can't let go of, or Seraphina? Or have you simply never figured out what you actually want? Begging at Nora's door for forgiveness while still pining for Seraphina. You want it all. Don't you think you're being a little too greedy?"