The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 21

"Then there's Haynes," Rachel drawled, her voice as smooth as silk but with a bite that could cut glass. "Whenever I call, no matter what he's doing-whether he's at work or, you know, otherwise engaged he drops everything and comes running. Even if..."

Rachel's smile was like a snake, poised and ready to strike, venom dripping from the corners of her lips.

"Even if you two are having sex, he'll leave you high and dry to answer my call."

Stella's fists clenched, her nails digging into her palms, though she felt no pain. The sting of Rachel's words cut deeper.

Yes, that was true. More than once, Haynes had left her during their intimate moments to rush to Rachel's side.

She had pleaded with him not to go. But Haynes would just shoot her a look and say, "Stop being childish," before calmly walking out the door, leaving behind the warmth they'd shared as if it were nothing but a mirage, leaving her alone and humiliated.

gaze. "So, after he ditched

her composure. "Haynes and I... it's not how you

in his memory like

would say about her: a homewrecker, a bitch

think?" Stella echoed, her voice calm and steady. "If there's nothing between you, what are you proud of? Proud that you're just friends, haven't given him a family, or never got

by a flicker of pain that flashed across her face. "So, what if I didn't marry him or have his children? If

"Oh, and by the way, that wedding you had with Haynes? It

an eyebrow, unfazed. "A mock wedding is enough to make you so gleeful, Ms.

was steady, her words deliberate. "Or is it that you don't

smile turned icy. "No wonder Haynes' family can't stand you. His friends dislike you. And even

sister adores you. His friends are smitten. And even Haynes and Keen can't resist you. Heck, even God seems to favor your type. Ms. Pearce, should