Ex-Husband’s Endless Pestering

Chapter 150

Zachary glanced at the phone and the key before throwing the latter back to Henry.

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He would not trust Henry that easily.

“Help me get close to Spike and get the evidence I want. I’ll help you pay off your debts and ensure you live a stable life in____ the future. You don’t have to live the rest of your life in hiding. What do you think?” Henry’s words sounded very tempting.

Unfortunately, Zachary would never be able to live a stable life.

A sarcastic laugh escaped Zachary’s lips as he shoved the phone into his pocket. “Don’t come to me again. I’ll contact you if anything happens.”

In the mansion, Henry did not return that day, so Josie had been hiding in a corner alone and spent the entire night sitting there.

She could not fall asleep.

It was not until around four o’clock in the morning that Josie finally dozed off.

By the time Henry came home, the sky was already bright

He stood outside and waited until it was bright, for he wanted Josie to sleep a little longer.

Opening the door, Henry quietly looked into Josie’s room.

Her door was ajar, but she was not lying on the bed.

heart tightened and quickly made his way

curled up by the window, as if

asleep, curled up by the

and mind were filled with thoughts about Henry. Alas,

his arms, afraid that he

could not help but lament that they would not be in this situation if he had treated Josie well from the beginning.

sleep. Because she stayed up late,

her back on the bed, pulled the quilt over her body, and drew the

and bent down to kiss her on the forehead. “Have

she wants soon,” he

princess of the Gibson family. In fact, she was the rightful princess, and his responsibility, as the so–called heir, was

his pride made him unwilling to admit that he coveted Josie and

feel inferior, crazy, and

down on him and so was

shine through the curtains, and the room was dimly

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deep slumber for the entire day. By the time she woke up, it was already three o’clock in the

there was no sign of Henry.

relief. She did not want to be under the same roof as

up and looked at her phone. Besides a group message from Sebastian,

would be the first one to

But now.

frustration and hugged herself

trying to do? Isn’t this good?

in the treatment chair, looking troubled. “I don’t know… who I should trust.

have is called bipolar disorder. As I said, it’s dangerous. The psychiatrist glanced at Henry and added, “You should try to let go of yourself and the people around you. If you’re hurting, will you feel free after making the person you