Chapter 28
She couldn’t help but feel a bit pissed off and struggled hard. “Let go! Let go of me!”
Sensing him pulling down her pants, she froze and trembled, not daring to move.
His fingers brushed her cheek. Sure enough, it was already damp with tears.
Lowering his head, he slowly pulled up her pants.
After calming down, she slapped him across his face hard.
Though the lights in the living room were off, after adjusting to the darkness, they could see each other’s faces clearly through the dim light.
Garrett’s gaze was utterly dark, like the sea before a storm.
Adrienne was the one who slapped him, yet the dull pain in her chest was killing her.
It wasn’t because she regretted hurting him. Instead, she was grieving for herself.
Pursing her lips, she walked upstairs, saying nothing and not turning on the lights.
Just then, he said, “Are you this eager?”
She stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him. “What?”
He chuckled sarcastically. “Drop the act. Adrienne, don’t you know what you’ve done?”
Utterly pissed off, she let out a derisive laugh, a surge of anger filling her chest.
Each argument with Garrett left her a hysterical woman she despised the most.
It had been a year since she last lost it. Nothing had changed-she had always lost her cool easily whenever facing him.
It was so embarrassing.
Trying her best to collect herself, she looked at Garrett, her eyes bloodshot. “Garrett, marrying you was the worst mis- take of my life. I didn’t drug you at your engagement party with Bethany. But no one believed me, not even you. I shouldn’t have clung to the shred of hope and married you at the cost of my reputation. It’s the decision I regret most in my life.”
Garrett lit a cigarette before scoffing, “You ruined your reputation for me?”
Hearing this, she felt a coldness seeping into her chest before spreading to her limbs.
At some point, in his eyes, she was always up to something. It was like she was the most despicable, calculating woman in the world.
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But, of all people, he should have known her the best. After all, she had been by his side, being there at his ups and downs ever since twelve.
Everyone else could doubt her, but not him.
Her face turned ghastly pale, but she didn’t shed any tears. Suddenly feeling so exhausted, she asked softly, “It’s Mon- day tomorrow. Do you have time?”
It was time for them to go to the courthouse to file for a divorce.
Was there even a point to clinging to this torturous marriage?
Suddenly, he chuckled and flicked ash from his cigarette. “Nope. Sorry.”
His words left her speechless, and color flooded her face. She bit her lip as tears welled up in her eyes, looking at him in silence.
Garrett held a cigarette between his lips. Seeing her expression, he slowly took the cigarette out, tossed it into the trash, and wiped her tears away with his uninjured hand.
The pads of his fingers were lightly calloused.
He was pretty good at fighting. Before the Melendez family took him in, he could take on twenty men single-handed- ly. Having risen from nothing, he had become a threat to powerful interests, so he had been targeted a lot. It had sharpened his fighting skills.
He had trained himself with knives, batons, crossbows, and even firearms. The rough callouses made her cheek sting.
As she tried to dodge, he gripped her chin, forcing her to look up. Then he said, “Enough. No more arguing, alright?”
Hearing this, she was amused. He made it sound like she was unreasonably making a scene, and he had decided to forgive her, not holding her against it.
She wanted to tilt her head away, but he wouldn’t let her.
Suddenly, he lowered his head, kissed her lips hard, and forcibly tried to pry her lips open.
It had been ages since their last kiss.
Caught off guard, Adrienne was stunned for a second. Then she bit the tip of his tongue hard.
Though he felt the pain, he didn’t let go of her. Soon, the taste of blood filled both their mouths.
Tears streamed down her cheeks again as she stomped on his shoe.
He stopped at once. Lowering his head to glance at his shoe, he said flatly, “You’ve got some strength.”
“Garrett, am I a joke in your eyes? You think I can never leave you, right? You think I’m just playing hard to get when I ask for a divorce, right?”
“Aren’t you?”
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A chill crept over her as she scrubbed at her lips hard. “See you at the courthouse on Monday.”
Instead of saying anything, he just stared at her.
Not bothering to argue with him anymore, she ran upstairs.
Standing in place, Garrett felt his throat a bit dry. He wanted another cigarette.
Just then, his phone rang-it was still that unique ringtone. He picked up and immediately walked out. “Alright. I’ll be right there.”
Adrienne walked into the master bedroom just in time to see Garrett’s car pull away. She stood by the balcony, unsure of what to even feel.
The next day, she got a call from Lunara Decker.
They used to be good friends. But after her marriage three years ago, they had never seen each other again.
Lunara had been the only person she had invited to the engagement party. In front of so many people, Lunara had de- fended her, yet she had admitted to drugging Garrett, saying she wanted to marry him.
Utterly pissed off, Lunara had cut ties with her on the spot. Over the past three years, they had never texted each oth- er, let alone met up.
Adrienne’s throat tightened as she saw Lunara’s name flashing on the screen.
By now, everyone in their circle knew how nasty her relationship with Garrett had become. As for Lunara-though she was the Decker family’s illegitimate daughter and wasn’t qualified to become part of the inner circle, she must have heard about the drama more or less.
Adrienne felt so ashamed, her cheeks burning as if slapped a few times.
She stared at her phone until the call automatically hung up.
A few minutes later, her phone buzzed.
Lunara had sent her a photo of the exterior of Greystone Estate.
Though Lunara didn’t text her anything, she had a feeling-Lunara must’ve heard something.
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