After Divorce, My General Husband Chasing Me Back

Love My Ex-Wife 223

Chapter 223 I'm Done Waiting

Claire's eyes darted toward the incense, realization hitting her like a wave.

"You twisted bastard..." she muttered, reaching out to swat the burning stick to the ground.

She assumed this was all part of Vincent's elaborate plan, unaware that Zachary had orchestrated the entire setup.

It seemed obvious now-a man so practiced in preying on women would naturally have tricks up his sleeve.

She had been cautious, avoiding the wine, but still, she'd fallen into the trap.

Her head felt heavy, her strength ebbing away with each passing second. Panic began to creep in.

She couldn't stay here-if she did, there was no telling what Vincent might do to her.

But Vincent, too, had been affected by the incense, though not as much. Standing farther from it, he'd inhaled less of its effects. His mind, however, was clouded with lust, and when he saw Claire trying to leave, his instincts took over.

As she managed to get the door open, Vincent lunged at her, dragging her back into the room.

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"You think you can leave? Hah!" he sneered, slamming the door shut and locking it behind them. "You little tease-once you're in my grasp, there's no way you're getting away."

Vincent shoved her back toward the room, the force causing her to stumble.

Thankfully, the incense had burned out, and without inhaling more of its fumes, Claire's head began to clear, if only slightly.

weak, her usual strength diminished. On a normal

see now-I was wrong. I shouldn't have tried to outsmart you. I know there's no way I'm getting out of this tonight, so I won't fight anymore. All I ask is that you sign the

defeat, Claire softened her tone, hoping to

wore off, Vincent wouldn't stand a

satisfaction, his guard lowering. "Oh, so now you want to play nice?" he sneered. "If you'd just agreed earlier, all I'd have asked for was one night of your attention. But it's too late for that now. You'll have to keep me

I'm

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and locking it

her back toward the room, the force causing her to

and without inhaling more of its fumes, Claire's head began to clear, if

her limbs were weak, her usual strength diminished. On a normal day, she could have taken Vincent down in seconds, but

wrong. I shouldn't have tried to outsmart you. I know there's no

softened her tone, hoping

the effects wore off, Vincent wouldn't stand a chance against

all I'd have asked for was one night of your attention. But it's too late for that now. You'll

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of submission. "Yes, Mr. Patterson," she said, her voice dripping with false

you."

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moment her strength returned, Vincent would regret every

words. If she had the strength, she'd have slapped him so hard his head

for now, she

said weakly, her voice deliberately trembling, "I... I don't have the strength... I can barely even talk, let alone crawl over

seemed

eyes gleamed with anticipation as he got up and grabbed her by the arm, hauling

throw. Before she could regain her bearings, Vincent was already on top of her. Chapter 223

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and the sight alone made