Breaking Free from the Ex-Husband

His chiseled features were frozen in a harsh cold.

The car screeched to a halt right in front of Iris and Nathaniel.

Iris had just steadied herself, stepping back from Nathaniel’s arms, when she caught sight of the car.

She glanced over, her face calm.

The rear window rolled down, revealing Heriberto’s sharp, icy profile.

He turned his head, and their eyes met.

Meeting his harsh, suffocating gaze, Iris gave a taunting smile. “Did you rush back to check if I took anything of yours?”

Heriberto’s eyes fixed on her, and he let out a scornful laugh. “You really think this stunt is gonna make me think any better of you?”

Iris’s smile deepened. “It’s your problem. It has nothing to do with me.”

“Oh?” Heriberto squinted at her, grinding his teeth. “Get rid of the bastards in your belly, and we’ll have no more ties.”

Hearing this, Nathaniel froze, his gaze flickering to Iris in disbelief.

“Bastards?!”

out a bitter laugh, but inside, it felt like a dull blade was slowly cutting through her chest, pain so

of strength into holding back the tears, not wanting to look

protection. Do you honestly think the babies could be mine?” Heriberto shot

and over but couldn’t figure out how Iris could

answer that made sense to him was that the babies

since you’re already divorced from Iris, it’s none of your business whose babies she’s carrying.

He threw his arm provocatively around Iris’s shoulders, pulling her close. His blessings were

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Nathaniel, his lips curling into a mocking smile dripping with

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you don’t even

Using her…

Secondhand goods…

Iris like a

blood

unwavering devotion. And all along, the man she gave everything

was nothing

sharper than his own, her eyes