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.

gift. She'd picked out every 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, her hopes, her future

couldn't

marriage ever

and out.

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

inhaled, slow and deep. Time to end the nightmare. She wasn't going to rot in this

bam, bam! She pounded on

night's "haunted house" drama-she'd heard the

the heck is it? You're gonna break the darn door down! If you

swung open. Priscilla blinked-then

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

could finish, Winona smacked her.

staggered and fell,

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

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

shrieked, “What are

about? This is my son's house! Trying to steal it from us? Over my dead body! You witch!

Winona's leg. Winona kicked her off, cold as