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 turned to

Want to join

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

brushed her hair back, his fingers tracing her forehead down

his lips, a laugh

hand wexy, have be candy hay write than glowed so so his

raised an eyebrow "Will a wound infection

""If it's serious."

don't want me

"Henry, stop joking around."

leaned down and

"What condition"

I

He bent down, scooped Sophix

room of master

Henry!"

bedroom. The guest room bed is

the

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

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

"Henry..."

to hear you talk," he muttered, turning

Sorry, she was giving him

scoffed. Don't think too highly

Sophia nodded. "Good."

that, Sophia left

and Went to the

TOOME

Henry was crouched in the laundry room, washing the

intended to throw

already clean. He'd ripped it off her in his

strain your back, let me do it," Sophia

her. "Don't pretend to

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was speechless. "I'm

t your wound."

wife anymore. Why are you worried about me? Nothing better to do?"

rolled her eyes

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