After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 180

Chapter 180

Mary nodded, trembling. Just then, her phone rang–it was saved as “Husband.”

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She was too weak to answer, so Yolanda helped her out, tapping the button and putting it on speaker.

An impatient male voice echoed through. “I’m on a business trip. I missed your call. Do you need something?”

His tone was way too cold for a husband.

Yolanda frowned as she heard Mary ask, “When are the kids coming home?”

“Why do you keep worrying about that? You’re swamped with work anyway. The kids finally have a break–let them enjoy themselves a bit. It’s not like they can just sit around at home all day, right? I’m heading out now, so unless it’s actually important, don’t call me. I’ve got stuff to do too.”

Mary was about to say something else, but he just hung up on her, cutting her off mid–sentence.

The “beep, beep, beep” from the phone was like the final curtain on the conversation; Mary let the breath she’d been holding slowly slip away. Looking at Ms. Grant, she spoke gently, “Ms. Grant, you should go home and rest. Sorry to trouble you last night.”

“Things aren’t good between you and your husband, are they?” Yolanda asked directly.

Yolanda caught onto something–guys were only this cold at home when they had something going on outside. ‘He must be messing around,’ she thought.

Mary managed a smile, though it barely reached her eyes. “It’s not really bad between us, just… pretty cold. Honestly, I’m swamped at work–especially with all I’ve put into Starlight and dealing with the endless drama from our female artists. There’s only so much one person can handle. I hardly get any time with my husband and kids these days. Money’s about the only thing I can offer them to make up for it.”

Even if the folks at Starlight aren’t exactly fond of me, having that 3% stake means my paycheck blows everyone else’s out of the water. I’m the one holding down the whole fort, covering everything so my kids can go to the best private school. My husband works too, but what he earns in a month barely comes close to what I make in a week.

Yolanda, having been through it herself, couldn’t help but warn her, “Just keep an eye on him. His attitude toward you is way too cold.”

She didn’t want to come right out and say he might be cheating–didn’t want to embarrass Mary.

Mary gave a silent nod and closed her eyes.

As Yolanda left the room, she made sure to close the door behind her.

It was just past 5:30 a.m., and the sky was barely starting to lighten. She stepped into the elevator.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a hand darted in, forcing them open again.

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glanced at the guy who’d just stepped in. He was young, but the way he was looking

her phone,

his car, rubbing his

public hospital. Should be home in twenty minutes,” Yolanda

filming today, so he got up at

as he looked toward

and say hi. So he just waited quietly outside,

driving that van Yolanda had bought for him, packed top to bottom with his stuff–enough that even if he

the elevator and was about to turn the corner when she heard footsteps behind her. Instinctively, she turned to check, but before she could react, a rough

out.

wasn’t just a stunner–her body was something else. As he gripped her wrist, her skin felt velvety soft under

I could have her

dragged her straight toward the storage room, not caring who

about twenty square meters, basically the janitors‘ broom closet, with nothing

Eric pushed the door open, the stale, moldy

In her frantic

to the side, his eyes twisted with malice. Without hesitation, he threw her down hard

you looking for trouble?” he

shown up. ‘Didn’t she

mask and headed into

just one nurse working the front desk, so he walked over to her and asked,

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leave through

up, that killer physique and magnetic presence

shook her head, then hesitated. Yolanda’s striking appearance made her memorable, so the nurse kind of recalled seeing

that there’d only been one emergency surgery tonight, and,

try upstairs; her room’s 306 on the third floor,” the

window of room 306.

back down to the first floor. In a gentle voice, he

sure to keep

loud crash echoed from a nearby small room. Ian walked over, trying

was locked up tight, and there was no

pitch dark in there, so he headed to the front desk and asked the nurse on duty,

that’s the cleaners‘ break room. Probably just someone who pulled an

walk away almost