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.

her looking at his wound and turned to face

Want to join me?"

trying to pull him from under the showerhead, but he pulled her in. The hot water poured down, blinding and

hair back, his fingers tracing her forehead down to her lower lip, then playfully toying with

seeing the smirk on his lips, a laugh playing on

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

"Will a wound

""If it's serious."

don't want

"Henry, stop joking around."

leaned down and kissed

"What condition"

her I show you,

Sophix up, and strode out

of master

Henry!"

bedroom. The guest room bed

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

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

"Henry..."

hear you talk," he muttered, turning

Sorry, she was giving him

think too

Sophia nodded. "Good."

Sophia

Went to the

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when she heard a commotion outside, quite loud. She threw on her robe and went to investigate. Henry was crouched in the laundry room, washing the sheets "This stupid washing machine, it can't even get the stains out. Ugh, this blood is so hard to wash out. I should

intended to throw the sheets

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 in the

let me

at her. "Don't pretend to

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was speechless. "I'm worried

t your wound."

worried about me? Nothing better to do?" He was furious, muttering

her eyes

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