We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 1842

Chapter 1842 Starting Over

"Bella, open the door," Luke's voice echoed through the door. There wasn't a hint of anger; he seemed oddly composed.

But Bella could read him like a book, and it sent chills down her spine.

Feeling cornered, Bella clamped her hand over her mouth to stifle any sound, attempting to suppress her fear.

"Last chance, open the door!" Luke's patience was wearing thin.

As he finished speaking, Luke grabbed a chair and slammed it against the bathroom door.

Bella couldn't help but release a scream.

"F*cking open the door!"

Luke's voice grew more manic, his movements quicker.

Each impact felt like a blow to Bella's heart.

She scrambled, searching for anything to use for defense, but there was nothing.

To make matters worse, cracks began forming in the bathroom door's glass.

spread across the

Bella's heart clenched.

final furious shout reverberated, followed by glass shattering as

shadow loomed in the

swinging

the light, his face remained obscured, but the rage emanating from

a word. His grip on

could feel her

cruel grin spread across his face as he tossed Bella onto

of the soft mattress

up, her gaze

don't push your

pushing luck, you said?" Luke scoffed, unbuttoning

movements were deliberate, akin to a predator studying its

been engaged for ages. The closest we've come is holding hands, which is why I was tempted by that b*tch. You are partly to blame

emotion,

laughter if

good old

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