Once Married, We Met Again as Strangers

The tenth time, I was caught in bed with him.

Seb Blackwood's reaction wasn’t as intense as before.

He glanced at his watch, then gently draped a coat over the little girl in his arms.

“Isn’t your prenatal checkup in the afternoon? Why are you back so early?”

When I didn’t answer, he patted the little girl’s head, subtly stepping between us.

“The girl is young. If you have a problem, take it up with me.”

He thought I would react like before.

Hysterical, making a scene.

But what he didn’t know was…

The ten-year promise was about to be fulfilled.

I could leave him soon.