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.

his

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he pulled her in. The hot water poured down, blinding and suffocating her. She frantically pushed him away, but he pinned her against the

brushed her hair back, his fingers tracing her forehead down to her lower lip,

on his lips, a laugh playing on his face, but anger still burning in his

hand wexy, have be candy hay write than glowed so so his throating Sophia sighed. Let me look

raised an eyebrow "Will a wound

""If it's serious."

don't want me

"Henry, stop joking around."

leaned down and kissed

"What condition"

kissed her I show you, bor

narrowed. He bent down, scooped Sophix up, and

room of master

Henry!"

The guest room bed is too

the

waked doches clung to 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

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

"Henry..."

to hear you talk," he muttered, turning

Sorry, she was giving him

Don't think

Sophia nodded. "Good."

Sophia left the

and Went to

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laundry room, washing the sheets

She'd intended to throw the

to him. Her nightgown 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 to wash it

your back, let me do it," Sophia

glared back at her. "Don't pretend

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was speechless.

t your wound."

Nothing better to do?" He was furious, muttering as he scrubbed the sheets

eyes and

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