Ex-Husband’s Love Dilemma

Chapter 4

Cassandra’s retort left Orlando speechless. His gaze, heavy with frustration, still fixated on her. Seeing the quarrel going nowhere, Cassandra decided to retreat. As she tried to skirt past Orlando, her hand was held in a firm grasp by him.

“Are you trying to dictate terms to me, Cassandra?” Orlando’s voice held an edge of raspy tension.

“I’m only asking for some equality,” Cassandra retorted.

“Has his influence made you this sharp–tongued? Was your earlier meekness and obedience just a front?” Orlando challenged.

Cassandra tried to squirm out of his grip, but his hold on her was too strong. Noticing her struggle, Orlando pulled her abruptly towards him. She tumbled into his arms, his icy indifference engulfing her. As if strung up on invisible strings, she remained rigid, motionless.

“Cassandra, tell me, is this his doing?” Orlando was relentless.

Cassandra bit down hard on her lip. The proximity was suffocating for her. His presence tangled up with hers made her feel disturbingly off–balance. But she knew keeping mum was not the way out. Orlando was the type to push until he got the answers he wanted. So, she replied with feigned indifference, “No, you’re reading too much into it. Michael and I are just friends.”

“Is that so?” Orlando asked.

trust my words, why

his tone taking on a paternalistic quality, “You and Michael–you’re worlds apart. It’s best to keep

on the verge of a divorce. You can dictate who I meet now,

Orlando wished nothing more than to hush her. And that’s precisely

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surprise. Despite being intimate countless times in the past year, they had never shared a passionate kiss like this. It was a new sensation, both unfamiliar

she was oblivious to the fact that her resistance only

under his assertive advances.

perfect moment to

her lips. With their foreheads subtly touching, he held her gaze steady. Regaining his composure, he pulled out the phone just before the call

“Hello?” Orlando spoke.

voice on the other end whimpered.

a brick. “I’ve signed the divorce papers. We’re going to split soon. What was I