The Ending She Read (And the One He Rewrote) novel Chapter 32

The villa was still the same villa, and the people were still the same people.

But because of Harriet, it suddenly became lively.

Jason looked at the dark blue tie with subtle patterns in his hand, his heart stirring.

He finally knew when Harriet had started to change.

It started the day she initiated the divorce.

It turned out that this marriage had trapped more than just him.

It had trapped her too.

His gaze turned gloomy.

Harriet was in a great mood.

Archer's little superhero swim trunks, packed.

Seraphina's bling-bling tulle dresses, packed in abundance.

Just thinking about the two cute kiddos opening their eyes to a blue sky, white clouds, and a sandy beach outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Seraphina's sweet little voice would constantly go: “Wow!”

And Archer... she didn't know what kind of expression that little iceberg would reveal.

Harriet was both expectant and excited.

Suddenly, she remembered the blanket was still bunched up and thrown by the bed, filled with all the evidence of her crime.

“Oh no!”

She dropped her little sunglasses, turned, and ran.

Dashing into the master bedroom and rushing to the bed, the blanket was indeed gone.

Buzz!

Her chest went numb.

The thought that her journey to redeem her image had just begun, and now in Jason's eyes, her viciousness would be compounded with selfishness, greed, and poor moral character, made her scalp tingle.

“Jason...”

She pushed the door and entered.

No one in the walk-in closet.

She pushed again.

Hot, damp steam rushed at her face.

Harriet looked up.

She met Jason's eyes as he turned his head while standing under the showerhead.

Their eyes met.

Harriet froze.

The rustling water cascaded down the man's powerful, broad shoulders, his back muscles flexing.

The river narrowed down to his lean waist.

A perfect athletic build.

Harriet never expected that the first time in her life she would see a handsome man taking a shower straight on, it would be under these circumstances.

Jason frowned, and the image moved. “Do you need something?”

“I...”

She didn't know what to say; her mind was entirely filled with the searing heat branded onto her lower abdomen last night.

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