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."

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,

cook, but my

managed a small smile.

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

turned slightly serious. "How are you feeling? You passed out in my

focusing on her food. "I'm

size, I'm sure they'll fit you. I'll bring you

clattering onto the plate as she looked up sharply.

the police station so you

"Okay, I can arrange for a police

I'm not going

lips. He should have expected this, judging by her insistence on returning to the bastard last

back in that guest washroom.. This isn't the first time. He's been doing this to you for a long time. You told me it

won't report him,

with bewilderment. "Why do you insist on

"Has he threatened you? Is that it? He's threatened to

"No, that's not it."

why you're so afraid of him, isn't it?

"Please stop!" Millie suddenly

flinch. "Why can't you just respect my decision

do?"

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