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.

fractures slowly spread across

Bella's heart clenched.

the door, now!" Luke's final furious shout reverberated, followed by glass shattering as his fist burst

shadow loomed in the

door swinging open, her eyes

obscured, but the rage emanating from

a word. His grip on

feel her

spread across his face

of

she sat up, her gaze

push

luck, you said?" Luke scoffed, unbuttoning his shirt

deliberate, akin to a predator studying its

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 for this too! If you hadn't neglected me, things

with emotion, his face a mosaic of

laughter if it weren't

good old

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