Just Before My Wedding: Trapped By My Ruthless Boss novel Chapter 141

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Chapter 141

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Her voice stayed in the car with me

Then, leave.

Two words.

She’d said two fucking words and closed the door, and I’d stood in that hallway like an idiot until a guard cleared his throat behind me, and then I’d walked out of another man’s house with my own heart in my hands like something I’d dropped as couldn’t pick back up.

I drove like I wanted the road to kill me.

The road blurred under the headlights, empty enough for speed and wide enough for stupidity. I pushed the car harder nyway, one hand tight on the steering wheel, the other curled into a fist against my thigh because if I let it loose. I was oing to punch through the dashboard like that would fix a damn thing.

Took the corners extremely fast, ran two lights, and didn’t even care. The city smeared past the windows, and I barely saw

All I could see was her face in that doorway, swollen and furious and done with me.

Kisarel Harry looked me in the face with tears on her cheeks, on my fucking knees, a thing I’d never done for a living soul And she’d told me to leave.

Something inside me had gone down on both knees even after my body stood up.

And the worst part, the part that kept my hands locked white around the wheel, was that I couldn’t even be angry at her for it. Because, from where even I was standing, I was still the spineless bastard who couldn’t call Fred’s bluff and abandon his daughter. Because, even the devil knows that my indebtedness to Moon wasn’t the actual reason I slid the ring into her finger tonight.

That indebtedness had turned sour already.

Fuck.

For once in my miserable life, I had left something I wanted because taking it would have made me exactly the monster people gossiped I was.

The thought made me laugh.

It came out harsh and dead in the car.

Noble….

That was fucking funny,

Nothing about me was noble. I was nowhere near a noble man. Noble men don’t end up like this.

call from Moonie flashed on the dashboard.

I rejected it.

She called again..

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glected it agai

The third home. I whiched the whole damn screen nf

And maybe now. I had

I saved your life

to think about the party

Why did she always feel the need to remind me about caving my life like it was a new favorite leash the bright for her on

What bothered me most was that she hadn’t answered the question asked

Not that I was doubting her or anything, but one question I couldn’t stop asking anal she kept freding was why after all bu years, did being near her give me nothing?

I made it home without remembering the entire drive.

I barely parked the car properly. One tire kissed the edge of the stone border near the drive, and I didn’t give a fuck. out slammed the door hard enough for the sound to echo in the empty compound, and walked msude before any staff could appear and ask questions they wouldn’t survive asking.

Inside, the house was dark and enormous and excruciatingly silent.

It was always this quiet, the way I have always liked it. But now, I couldn’t fucking stand it.

I took the stairs two at a time, ripping my tie loose before I reached my room. The knot fought me, and I cursed yanking until the silk bit into my fingers. My jacket hit the floor. My cufflink bounced somewhere under the dresser. I pulled the open so hard that the buttons scattered across the floor.

I needed air

I needed her

Instead, I stood in the middle of my bedroom half-dressed/breathing like a fucking animal, as I strode to my study anych opened the drawer I hadn’t touched in years. I kept it locked for a reason, the same reason I keep most of myself lou because the things inside it have claws capable of tearing me apart.

I opened it anyway

The photograph was still there, face down beneath an old watch box an

away

I picked it up and sat on the chair

For a few seconds. I didn’t turn it over. I didn’t have the courage to

stack of paper I never real but never terw

But when I finally did. Vanessa smiled up at me from a lite 1 bank rued before I was uld enough to really meant

Cod. Even after all these years, looking at her dad the wause than to me karnung to keep y

Her hair was taught over one whoulder her eyes narrowest w

annoying her duft die stopped pretending she didnt want to hike

*Look at you. photograph

mitered in a voce

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Chapter 10 –

My throat locked

1 hated that smile

I hated that I could still remember the way she smelled after rain, the way the med to curl her fingers around my the whely she wanted my attention, the way she had looked at me the night I promised her I knew what was drying

That was the part that still made me want to carve my iw skin open

I had been so fucking sure I knew what I was doing, but I hadn’t known shit

I had opened the wrong door, shaken the wrong hands, and trusted men I should have gutted insteek

And her family paid for it

“Why is this happening? Why am I marrying a woman I feel nothing for? Why does the only peace I’ve ever felt come fro a woman who just told me to leave? Is this your own way of punishing me?” I whispered. “Is your ghost haunting my life Se ghosts even exist” I let out an ugly chuckle. “Or, maybe it’s Karma. That shit truly does exist…

I pressed the heel of my palm against my eye as the picture blurred. I scrubbed my palm across my eyes and hated the wee that came away on it.

“But, I’m sorry. I’m fucking sorry.” I said into the empty room. “I swear, I didn’t know.”

My grip tightened until the photograph bent.

“I didn’t know what they were. I didn’t know what they would do. I didn’t mean for you and your family to die in than we My breath broke, and I hated it. “Fuck. Jesus. I didn’t mean it, I swear.”

“I didn’t mean for you and your family to die in that fire. Fuck Jesus.” I bent forward, pressing the heel of my hand again. my mouth. “I didn’t know what they were. I didn’t know what I brought to your door.”

But, had ignorance ever brought back the dead? Fuck no. They were gone, and I’d have to live with whatever Karma ENT

Because I had signed and ordered it.

And when it all went to hell, I had let Fred Harry bury the truth for a younger, stupider version of ine when he was Dine dead people stayed dead, while the living still had things to lose.

He meant my father’s company, my name, and my future.

Those were the last things my father left in my hands.

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