The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back) novel Chapter 323

I Won’t Beg Anymore (2) 

MARY’S POV: 

“You’re taking his car,” I said. It wasn’t a question. 

“He said I could.” She slipped the keys into the pocket of her robe and glanced back at me over her shoulder. “I have things to do. Places to be. Don’t wait up.” 

The door opened. The morning light spilled in, golden and warm, illuminating every crack in the marble floor, every piece of broken glass, every photograph scattered at my feet. 

And then she was gone. 

The door closed behind her. The engine of Alistair’s car rumbled to life in the driveway. I stood there in the silence, still holding the broken frame, still wearing my flour-dusted apron, still trying to understand how my life had become this. 

I walked to the kitchen. My phone was on the counter, exactly where I had left it. The screen was dark. No messages. No missed calls. Nothing from Alistair. 

I picked it up and dialed his number. 

It rang once. Twice. Three times. 

“Mary?” His voice was distracted, distant, like he was already thinking about something else. “What is it? I’m in the middle of something.” 

“We need to talk.” 

“Can it wait? I’m-” 

“No.” I had never interrupted him before. Not once in seven years. I had always waited, always let him finish, always put his needs above my own. But not today. Not anymore. “No, it can’t wait. I don’t care what you’re doing. I don’t care who you’re with. You need to come home. Right now.” 

The silence on the other end of the line was so long that I thought he had hung up.. 

“Alistair.” 

“I heard you.” His voice was different now. Sharper. More focused. Like he had finally realized that something was wrong. “I’ll be there in an hour.” 

“Thirty minutes.” 

“Mary-” 

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