Marry My Ex's Sworn Enemy

Chapter 103

Chapter 103: So We're Getting Divorced, Who's Afraid?

Hony fire, then slowly raised his head to look at Sophia. His eyes flickered, filled with suppressed rage that he was desperately trying to control

Finally, he let ou a bitter laugh, unsure whether it was directed at her or himself.

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Fine. Whatever you think."

He stood up, a grimace twisting his brow as if something ached. He walked towards the quest

Sophia sat there, stunned. Was filing for divorce an impulsive act? No. She just... she had fallen in love with him, and started caring if he loved her back, if he cared about her, she was torturing herself, resenting him. She seemed to be walking the same path as Brenda, and she saw the horrifying end. These past few days, she had thought long and hard, finally deciding to abandon him to save herself.

rang. It was Mrs. Sterling.

Mrs. Sterling, the housekeeper.

Back in her room, her phone rang. It

"Sophia, is Henry home?"

Sophia realized he hadn't been working late at the office, but had gone to Simon's small

restaurant.

"He's back. Don't worry

"Good. Jay wanted to drive him home, but he refused. Oh, and please take care of that wound off

is back, I'm worried it'll get infected."

"A wound on his back?"

"Didn't you know?"

Sophia hung up, her heart pounding, and went to the guest room. He was showering. She frowned and rushed over, pushing open the bathroom door.

He was undressed, standing. under

the showerhead, enveloped in steam.

Sophia immediately saw the wound on his back at least a foot long, red, swollen, and gaping- She remembered that moment on the cliff, when he'd pulled her from the car, she'd landed in his arms, they rolled, avoiding the falling vehicle. There were shards of glass on the ground; he'd been hurt then.

at his wound and

to join

in. The hot water poured down, blinding and

her hair back, his fingers tracing her forehead down

on his lips, a laugh playing on

candy hay write than glowed so so his throating Sophia sighed. Let me look at

eyebrow "Will a wound infection

""If it's serious."

want

"Henry, stop joking around."

down

"What condition"

kissed her I show

bent down, scooped Sophix up, and strode

of

Henry!"

bedroom. The guest room bed is too

the

bedsheets, his wet body melding with hers. Their movements tore open his wound blood. stained the already damp sheets crimson. When it was over, looking at the aftermath, she felt like she was losing her mind. Henry fiercely sucked on a cigarette, still

first-aid kit to treat his wound. The wound was infected and needed careful cleaning. He still resisted, making Sophia's eyes well up- Only when he saw her close to tears did he relent. Sophia dressed his wound and let out a

"Henry..."

hear you talk,"

Sorry, she was giving

scoffed. Don't think too

Sophia nodded. "Good."

Sophia left

and Went to

TOOME

Henry was crouched in the laundry room, washing the sheets "This stupid washing machine, it can't

to

was there, already clean. He'd ripped it off her in his haste and tossed it aside; she hadn't found it and had planned

your back, let

her. "Don't pretend to

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So We're

was speechless. "I'm worried

t your wound."

worried about me? Nothing better to do?" He was

rolled her eyes and

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