The CEO's Amazing Ex-Wife Is Back! by H. Dally

Chapter 196

Chapter 196

Millie slowly awoke from her deep slumber. Fluttering her eyes open, she tensed when she realized she wasn't in her own bedroom.

The room was different. More importantly, the loud snoring from Francis, which both grated on her nerves and terrified her, was absent.

Instantly, the memories from last night came crashing through her mind: Francis catching her speaking with Zeke over the phone, flying into a rage, and beginning to beat her; Zeke's sudden intervention, taking her to his house; and her breakdown when he asked why she wanted to return to Francis.

He had held her while she cried, and that was the last thing she remembered. How had she ended up in this room and bed?

Shifting onto her back, she winced as she felt stinging pain, but it didn't hurt as much as it had the first time or the countless other times.

Whenever Francis was upset with her, her back always suffered the consequences. He never hit her face or arms-only places that could be hidden by her dresses.

A gentle knock drew her attention to the door. Millie's heart skipped a beat as Zeke's soft voice came through.

"Millie, are you awake? Can I come in?"

Swallowing, she sat up, realizing she was still in her clothes from last night. She quickly ran a hand through her hair to smooth it down before calling out, "Yes."

A moment later, Zeke walked in, carrying a bed tray with a plate of pancakes drizzled with maple syrup and a glass of orange juice. The mingling aromas reached her even before he got close.

"Good morning. Breakfast, served hot and sizzling in bed."

more than what he said. But that didn't stop her cheeks from warming, which felt stupid. Blushing was the last thing she should be doing right now. Reaching the bed, Zeke

cook, but my sister swears my

a small smile. "I'm

bed, indicating for her to start eating. Millie obeyed. "You weren't lying," she couldn't

his expression turned slightly serious. "How

"I'm

sure they'll fit you. I'll bring you a fresh towel and

onto the plate as she looked up sharply. "What did

the police station so you can file charges against Francis." "No, Zeke. I'm not going to the police

her for a moment, then nodded again. "Okay, I can arrange for a police officer to come here

not going to file any charges against

this, judging by her insistence on returning to the bastard last night.

the bruises on your back in that guest washroom.. This isn't the first time. He's been doing this

report him, Zeke.

Zeke's voice was filled with bewilderment. "Why do

you? Is that it? He's threatened to hurt you if you report

"No, that's not it."

is. That's why you're so afraid of him, isn't

"Please stop!" Millie suddenly

she intended, causing Zeke to flinch. "Why can't you just respect my decision and stop telling

do?"

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