After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 173

“Grady, where’s that chick you’re talking about? Mark’s eyes darted around realess with arigation

He only saw Eric as a pawn. Family? That was analog to Mito–te a word people used.

If Eric could drag Yolanda over, Mark would get what he wanted. And if anything blew up. Eric would be the one dealing with Charles’s fury, not him. With Joelle bark, Charles was hung up on his old flame angways he probably couldn’t care less what happened to his wife

Mark swallowed hard, feeling heat flare in his cheu–the desire was borning him up.

He was dead set on finding out where Yolanda had been showing up lately. He was going to nail that tease no

matter what.

Yolanda was nothing but trouble–she’d known how to get under his skin since they were kick. No wonder she’d been stuck in his mind all these years.

Mark couldn’t hide his excitement as he hurried outside.

“Let me ask around, I’ll figure it out soon enough,” he said

Eric was pretty hyped himself. He couldn’t wait to see if she was really as gorgeous as everyone said.

As Mark climbed into his car, he whipped out his phone and shot Yolanda another sleazy text.

He’d never backed off from her all these years–every time he fired off one of those messages, it was as if he’d already had her in his bed, leaving him smug and totally satisfied.

Meanwhile, Yolanda swapped into a whole new getup–a hat pulled low, a mask covering her face, and clothes that screamed sporty but flew totally under the radar. Whenever she passed herself off as lan’s manager, her look would shift; she kept things youthful and stayed covered from head to toe so nobody would ever recognize her.

Once she stepped into his room, Yolanda finally peeled off her hat and mask, then gently checked his forehead for any leftover fever.

Thankfully, his fever had broken.

Her gaze dropped, and that’s when she spotted several purplish bruises on him. Her brows knitted. “Ian, are you seeing someone?”

very clear, mostly hidden under his

pale, blinked, his lashes trembling at her

the bed and hooked a finger under his collar. The black shirt she’d sent over earlier looked sleek

spotting bruises scattering from his chest all the way down

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gave you these marks?” she

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in your house look like this? Guess Charles doesn’t have a gentle

bright

someone? Get real. These are just bruises from falling

popping one button after another. The bruises across his waist and stomach were nasty–just seeing them made her wince. ‘Dang, that

when Ian suddenly shoved her

color as panic hit. She snatched up some tissues and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. “Did you really get banged up this

fluttered, and his Adam’s apple bobbed

don’t worry about me,” he

just about to call Simone, but Ian caught her

just want to give everything I’ve got in every scene. My role in this drama is a street punk who gets beaten

sympathy. She leaned in, so close she could almost feel his breath, and

going instantly taut.

May stepped inside.

and covered Yolanda’s upper body, hiding her

slapped her hand over her eyes.

eyes as

her lips landed right on his bare

barged in, face twisted with annoyance. “Hey! This is my hospital room. Who are you

now!”

her a sideways glance, sounding totally chill. “Mom, you walked into

number, instantly realizing she’d mixed