Chapter 38 What's His Name?

Anne glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already 2:30 AM.

Her parents were probably fast asleep by now, and she didn't want to worry them by making a late-night trip to the police station.

After wrestling with her thoughts for a moment, she decided

to call her husband, Dante.

The phone rang a few times before he picked up. The background noise was chaotic, filled with the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses as if he were at a poker game. Anne could even hear a woman's voice in the mix. "What's up?" Dante's tone was flat, lacking any warmth.

Anne skipped the pleasantries, her voice icy. "Come pick me up at the police station."

There was a brief pause, and then Dante's voice, laced with sarcasm, cut through the noise.

"In trouble, huh? You've really outdone yourself this time,

Anne."

Chapter 38 What's His Name?

She bit her lip, sensing his impatience.

She thought, frustration bubbling up inside her, "What am I doing, calling him?"

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Anne was about to hang up when Dante's voice broke through again. "Alright, I'll come get you. But first, you owe me a favor."

Anne tightened her grip on the phone, her heart racing. "What

favor?"

"Give me a kid."

Anne was momentarily speechless.

about to get a divorce! Why would I

out

could tell he was just trying to mess

business arrangement, a union forged

had waited in vain for a

the harsh reality that Dante would never love

he had agreed, and they Chapter 38 What's

in the process of

now he wants me to have a child? It's

come to the police station to bail her

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divorced, why

could respond, a series of

had hung

her phone in disbelief, she felt a wave of frustration. wash

pricked at her eyes as

more like

you saw that. Dante's

Anne's shoulders, her heart aching

But it looks like

for this

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bit her lip, contemplating, "I wonder if Chandler

awake at this hour.

and I'm asking him to

to bail us out...

How melodramatic.

would he

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