The Ex-Wife He Can’t Have novel Chapter 357

"I guess he acted like a decent human being for once by actually saving you."

"But why didn't he save you right away? He literally waited until you were kidnapped, and he never even got out of his car! He just sat in his Rolls-Royce the whole time. He was fully prepared to run if things went south, making sure he wouldn't get a scratch on him. I've got him figured out now. He has some basic manners, but he's incredibly selfish. He only ever looks out for himself."

Jillian opened her mouth to speak, but based on her understanding of Killian, Mallory wasn't entirely wrong.

Killian was undeniably someone who always prioritized himself.

But he had always been that way, and Jillian was used to it. She kept her moral expectations of him rock-bottom; the fact that he intervened at all was a pleasant surprise.

The three of them reached the spot where Mallory had parked.

Daniel stepped away to take a phone call.

"Alright, I'm heading out," Mallory said, pulling her car door open. Seeing Daniel on the phone in the distance, she nudged Jillian with her elbow.

"Hey, are you and Daniel living together now?"

Jillian jumped. "No! Don't talk nonsense."

"Isn't this his house?"

"He doesn't live here."

Jillian wanted to explain that she only moved to avoid Sienna harassing her family.

But Mallory didn't have the patience to listen.

"Okay, okay, you aren't living together. I believe you."

"But Daniel is a great catch. You should seriously consider him. He's a million times better than your ex-husband!"

With that, Mallory hopped into her car and honked a goodbye at Daniel, who had just finished his call.

Daniel smiled. "She's not afraid of a noise complaint, is she?"

He walked back to Jillian's side.

The property was registered in Daniel's name, meaning he had a dedicated parking spot inside the estate, so he had parked his car inside.

They had specifically walked out just to see Mallory off.

Watching Mallory's car disappear down the street, the two turned back into the neighborhood.

Dappled shadows from the trees washed over them.

"Work call?" Jillian asked.

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