The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 169

Chapter 169: SERVED

The Wolfe mansion was quiet that evening, with the evening sun hanging low in the horizon as it slowly descended to sleep. It was a beautiful mansion and Victoria liked it best when Finnegan wasn’t in it.

She sat curled on the sofa in the living room, one red heel dangling off her foot, tapping rapidly at her phone.

Give me an hour, she typed. Then I’m all yours. Remember we have to be careful.

She hit send and watched the double tick appear, smiling to herself. She would finally see him. The sound of tyres on the driveway outside made her glance up.

She wasn’t expecting anyone and the staff certainly wouldn’t announce themselves that dramatically. It could only be one person.

Victoria rose, smoothing her dress down her thighs as she sashayed to the window, parting the curtain with two fingers.

Finnegan’s car sat in the driveway.

"Oh, come on," She groaned, letting the curtain fall. "What is it this time? He always has the worst timing."

Finnegan strutted into the living area, an icy countenance fixed on his his face as always, his green eyes were so blank but she knew them so well, he was irritated.

Good.

An irritated Finnegan was a distracted one and God knew they needed a distracted Finnegan especially with the recent development.

"Did my husband miss me?" She beamed up at him, tilting her head.

Finnegan ignored her, crossed the room in four strides and dropped a file on the table in the living room.

The laugher died in Victoria’s throat when she met his gaze. There was no way it was what she was thinking.

"Oh, please." She waved a hand at it. "Those cannot seriously be divorce papers."

"Sign them."

She sashayed around the table toward him, reaching up to trail her fingers down the lapel of his jacket.

"Finn." Her voice dropped with sugary sweetness. "Sweetheart, you know what happens if you do this. There’s no way a judge doesn’t give me half and you don’t have a single shred of proof that I’ve been unfaithful. You and I both know that."

"My lawyer will collect the signed documents from you in a week."

Her fingers stopped rubbing against his chest and her smile faded away. He couldn’t be serious.

"You would lose half your company," she reminded him.

"Good day." Was all he said in that annoying cold and dry tone of his before he turned and walked out.

She rushed to the table, flipping through the pages with shaky hands.

Negligence? 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

He was filing for a divorce in negligence?!

That, that jerk!

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