No Longer Be your Luna (Jane and Xander) novel Chapter 26

Chapter 26: Husband of the Year.

*Jane*

I stared at her, blankly at first, then with growing dread.

“Frozen? There must be something wrong somewhere. Perhaps

there is something wrong with the machine? That’s my account.

If it is frozen, I will know.”

The receptionist’s expression remained cold, as if she had been

accustomed to encountering guests with card problems late at

night. “I’m afraid so, madam,” she said. “It shows as restricted“.

A wave of frustration welled up in my heart. No matter what it

is, Xander’s name is written on it. However, deep down in my

heart, I was skeptical. This might be a coincidence, because I

couldn’t figure out how Xander could have frozen this account

without my consent. This was a joint account. The reason why

it was called a joint account is that decisions related to this

account must be signed jointly by two people. So, yes, there

must be a reasonable explanation for this matter. It would be

best if there were.

I fumbled with my bag and pulled out my phone. I quickly

navigated to the banking app. But when I tapped it, the loading

wheel just kept spinning endlessly… nothing was happening.

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I tried again. And again. A part of me hoped it was just the hotel

Wi–Fi being slow, or the app was buggy, or maybe I’d put in the wrong password. But even as I made up excuses in my head, I

knew the truth already.

My grip on the phone tightened until my knuckles turned

white. I could practically feel Rose’s discomfort radiating from.

behind the desk. The screen remained stubbornly blank. And

just as I was about to give up, a message finally came into view:

“Please contact customer service for assistance.”

I managed a tight smile and looked up at Rose. “This is probably

just a huge misunderstanding. I better check with my bank.”

Rose couldn’t even care less, but the humiliation was

threatening to send me to an early grave. She nodded politely,

clearly relieved to no longer be a part of my crisis.

I turned and walked away from the counter, feeling rage bubble

up inside me. Of all days… Why today? I was supposed to start

over, to finally get away from Xander and have peace. But he

couldn’t just resist the urge to fuck me over… again.

I made my way to a quieter corner of the lobby. I tapped the

Silverclaw Bank customer service number and waited.

“Thank you for calling Silverclaw Bank. This is Diana. How can

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I help you today?”

I straightened up and took a deep breath. “Hi, Diana. I’m calling

because my joint account with Xander Blackwood was just

declined. I can’t access it through the app either.”

There was a short pause on the other end. “Can I get your full

name and account number to verify your identity?”

I quickly gave her the details, pacing as my heart pounded

against my ribs. She asked for my birthday, the last transaction,

my address.

“Thank you,” I could heard her typing, the distant clack of keys

only adding to my irritation as I watch the receptionist at the

counter occasionally glance my way, probably regretting not

swapping shifts.

Finally Diana’s voice returned shortly. “Mrs Blackwood, Thank

you for holding. I’ve checked the account details, and yes, the

account is currently restricted.”

I closed my eyes, pressing my fingers against my forehead. “I

need you to remove the restriction.”

There was a light pause, and then she said, “Emm, it was frozen

earlier today by the primary account number. Mr. Xander

1. it. “Nothing, Diana. Thanks for your help.”

only I’d ignored his advances all those years ago… maybe my life

would be different. Maybe I wouldn’t be standing outside a

hotel, shivering in the cold, luggage by my feet.

He coudn’t get away with this. That was my money, my

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lifesavings. I would get them back.

I pulled out my phone, and stared at the screen. I navigated to

speed dial and my fingers hovered over Xander’s contact.

Maybe if I spoke to him, if we just talked things out…

But then I froze.

I know this is exactly what he wants. He wants me to fold, to

reach out, desperate and embarrassed and tell him that he was

right all along, that I’m nothing without him. That he made me,

that I need him.

I won’t give him that satisfaction. If he wanted to go low, I was

prepared to hit him in the fucking gut.

I’ll see him in court.

But first, I had to get out of here.

My fingers felt numb as I scrolled through my contact list again.

I wasn’t even sure what or who I was looking for. And then I

saw Aaron’s name. He was the last person I should be calling,

but he was alson the only one who’s ever shown up when I

needed someone, no questions asked.

I pressed the “Call” button, listening to the ringing of the phone. Each ring lingered longer, reverberating in the night sky. I was

just about to hang up the phone, cursing myself for still trying

to do so when he picked it up.

“Jane” his voice was breathless, like he’d been running. “What’s

wrong?”

I paused, my throat tight, “I’m sorry for calling this late, but….. I

don’t know what else to do.” I let out a deep breath. “Aaron, I’m