Married Your Girl Bestie as a Dare? Congrats You're Stuck with her now novel Chapter 88

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She moved toward his car, ready to get in. The easy familiarity between them-too natural, too close-was like gasoline on Declan’s emotional fire.

He flew out of the convertible and grabbed her wrist tightly. “Sloane, who is he?”

“Don’t go with him. I won’t let you leave with another man!” His voice was irrational, bordering on madness.

In the next second, a sharp pain shot through his shoulder. Devlin grabbed Declan by the wrist and flung his

hand away from Sloane.

“You’re hurting her.” He stepped between them, shielding her with his body. “Mr. Hawthorne, take the hint.

Stop showing up like this. A decent ex-husband should act like he’s dead.”

The word ex-husband hit Declan like a slap across the face.

He stood there in stunned silence, watching Sloane get into Devlin’s car. Desperation twisted his voice. “Sloane, I knelt all night outside your apartment. I’ll keep kneeling until you forgive me. Just one more chance. Please. I’ll do anything-anything for you.”

She gave him a cold, cutting glance, then sneered. “One night? That’s cute. I knelt to you nearly a hundred times. You locked me in a dark room, remember? Let the bugs chew on me for twenty-four hours. My arm was so covered in welts I could barely move. And when I finally came to, what did you say?”

“You gave me branches full of thorns and told me to pull out every spike with my bare hands. Then you handed me sandpaper and ordered me to grind them into beads-all night-for Vivienne. You’ll never understand how it feels-when thorn dust mixes with blood and packs into the cracks of your skin. How

much it burns.”

Declan’s expression twisted with pain. He tried to speak. “I… I’m sorry. I-”

“You let people humiliate me. And for what? A stupid ring? Because Vivienne said she liked it? You handed me over to a sick freak, Declan. Let them strip me, film me, humiliate me. That night, I wanted to die. The slap I gave Vivienne? It was meant for you.”

“Stop,” Declan choked. He looked like a ghost, pale and trembling. “Please stop…”

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