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.

instincts screamed to

it remained in her

the porcelain surface, she thrust open the window and shouted desperately, “Reece! Arion! Camille! Daxton!”

the mansion’s rear while the party continued in the front hall — no one would hear her calls across

from this height might

her reputation at the birthday party and potentially embarrass the Morrison family, or

the window

her 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

first ledge was close, and with her long legs, she stepped

next was a daunting three