My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 662:

While she barely knew Marina, there was no way to be certain the woman wouldn’t act irrationally.

Despite her persistent calls, either the room’s soundproofing or the floor’s emptiness ensured no response came.

Her heart plummeted as memories of previous dangers surfaced. She cursed herself for not having Daxton escort her.

Drawing from experience, she reasoned that if someone meant her harm, they wouldn’t have bothered with this elaborate setup just to trap her in a bathroom. A more likely scenario for reputation damage would involve sending in a man to compromise her.

It was an overused plot, but its effectiveness in destroying a woman’s reputation remained unchanged.

This line of thinking deepened her suspicions about Marina — perhaps she truly doubted Carrie’s Morrison connection.

to call

with dawning horror that it remained in her

rising panic, she spotted salvation — a window beside the bathtub. Scrambling onto the porcelain surface, she

unfamiliar view confirmed she faced the mansion’s rear while the party continued in the front hall — no one would hear her calls across that distance. Leaning out, she calculated her options. The third

might hurt, but it wouldn’t

party and potentially embarrass the

off her slippers, holding onto the window ledge to steady herself as she

heart raced with a mix of determination and apprehension. Beneath her robe, she was completely bare, and the cool breeze brushed against her skin, adding to the vulnerability of her position. She prayed silently that no one would pass by at that moment. If anyone looked

close, and with her long legs,

next was a daunting