Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

Chapter 92

Chapter 92

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Grant seemed compelled to provide the proof he had previously kept hidden once Sebastian entered

the picture. It seemed like Grant sensed that Sebastian’s words held more truth in this moment.

As I thought it over, my doubts began to take shape. Whenever I’m with Grant, I feel distant, like we’re strangers. But with Sebastian, it’s different, I felt a strong connection, like electricity running through

me, when he looked at me. It’s like he could see right into my soul.

We decided to go back to the city where Grant claims we used to live before the accident. But he hasn’t

explained how we ended up on that small island after the incident.

Sebastian offered his boat for us to take to the city.

“No, we’re good. I already asked a friend of mine to pick us up,” Grant replied.

“Why wait when you’re generously offering a ride? Unless you are trying to buy some time?” Sebastian

taunted.

Grant’s jaw clenched visibly, a silent testament to the escalating tension between him and Sebastian. Sensing the impending clash, I swiftly intervened to diffuse the mounting hostility.

“I think we should accept Sebastian’s offer. There’s no reason for us to delay any longer,” I suggested,

hoping to steer the conversation in a more constructive direction.

Grant remained silent, his disapproval palpable in the air. It was evident that my alignment with

Sebastian’s proposal did not sit well with him, adding another layer of complexity to the already fraught

situation.

Grant’s gaze softened slightly as he looked at me, but the tension in his demeanor remained palpable.

his voice tight with restrained frustration. “But don’t expect me to trust him.”

to me. “Let’s get this

Sebastian’s boat.

shake the feeling of unease that settled in the

I knew that our lives were about to change in ways we

comprehend.

waves, I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease gnawing at the pit

silence only added to the tension between us, casting a shadow of doubt over his

every word.

waves provided a soothing backdrop as we sailed further away from the

in a heavy silence. Despite the vast expanse of the ocean surrounding

thick fog obscuring the horizon.

over the water, lost in thought, when movement from the corner

the bow of the boat, had pulled out a

in a hushed conversation.

formed between my brows as I watched him, a pang of unease tugging at my

as a phone hidden from me? It seemed like a deliberate

and adding another layer of suspicion to our already difficult situation.

he abruptly ends the call when he notices me watching

I approached him to ask him about it.

know you had a phone with you,” I said,

was important to tell you,”

like he was hiding something. Despite his attempt to brush it

the feeling that there

the tension between us grew. It was like there

passing moment. I couldn’t help but wonder

And with every wave that crashed against the boat,

settle in the pit of my stomach, knowing that the journey ahead would be filled with uncertainty

and revelations.

as Grant stepped away, it made me more suspicious. It seemed like he was dodging

conversation deliberately.

appeared on the

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