Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1216

When Winona got home, it wasn't even seven yet.

She stood outside, suitcase in hand, staring at the familiar front door-her heart a tangled mess. After more than a year, she was back.

Back again. She, Winona, was back!

She took a deep breath, steadied her nerves, and reached for the door. The face ID scanner blinked red-access denied.

She tried her fingerprint. No luck.

She keyed in her six-digit passcode. Nope. Wrong again.

Winona stood there in five-inch heels, brows drawn tight. It was obvious: Zane had wiped her info, changed the code, locked her out.

He never thought she'd come back. Not even for a second.

Was she hurt? Of course she was. How could she not be?

Once upon a time, she'd loved him for real. He was her first love, her "once in a lifetime," her husband-on paper, at least.

tile, every paint swatch, every last throw pillow. She'd obsessed over the kitchen backsplash, the hardwood floors, the farmhouse sink. She'd poured her heart,

now? She couldn't even get

marriage ever give

scars-body and soul, inside and out. No

is a gamble. Draw a good man, you get happiness. Draw a bad one, you get

end the nightmare. She wasn't going

bam, bam! She pounded

and his mom, Priscilla, were probably still asleep after last night's "haunted house" drama-she'd heard the rumors. Finally, Priscilla shuffled

the heck is it? You're gonna break the darn door down! If you bust it, you're paying for it-my son spent a fortune on that

swung open. Priscilla blinked-then

She yelled, "What are you doing here, you little witch? My Zane's divorcing you, and the Livingston family is done with you! Get lost! The farther,

finish, Winona smacked

staggered and fell, eyes

back! She hit your mama again! Get out here and teach her

glared down at her. "You're the ones who need to

shrieked, “What are

us? Over my dead body! You witch! Get back here—you can't

Winona's leg. Winona kicked her off, cold as ice. "Get