Chased by my Ex Husband novel Chapter 42

Grace

I thought about telling Tristin but I couldn’t bring myself to approach him.

Silently, I slipped out of his mansion and sat inside the car awaiting me. It felt unfamiliar.

While we were pretending to be a happily married couple, Ethan never made the effort to bring me to these events. He used to ask me for formality and I always refused because I was not comfortable.

That’s it. He never insisted or asked me why I was not comfortable going to these events. He never cared to know that the high society people called me a whore, schemer, or shameless sister.

Despite everything I did to save my family’s reputation and Ethan’s special day, I became the villain in everyone’s eyes. Which sister takes her sister’s groom—people used to ask me. And I had no answer to this.

Sighing, I got out of the car in front of the building where a famous designer’s boutique was. In the next few hours, I was forced into a sparkly silver dress, that clung to my skin and shimmered under the lights. My hair was curled, and the waves were left hiding my dress’ low V-cut neck.

The makeup artists did the magic and in no time, I was all ready with a light, natural makeup enhancing my features.

After they were done, they left the room.

That’s why, now I sit here, my gaze fixed on Tristin’s contact in my phone.

Maybe, I should just send him a text to let him know I am going to this event. I open the textbox and pause again.

“ Boss is waiting for you in the car, Mrs. Calder. ” Josh’s voice startles me.

I sigh, looking at him through the mirror. He is dressed in a black suit, ready to escort me to Ethan.

What a joke!

Ethan can’t even pretend to be a gentleman.

I scoff, gathering my dress and marching behind Josh silently to get this over with.

The familiar black car awaits me in the parking. Josh opens the backside door, and I slip inside.

Instantly, Ethan’s masculine cologne fills my space, making me hold my breath.

How many times did I fantasize about such a moment before?

Now that we are here, sitting so close, everything has gone to hell already. My lips curl into a self-mocking smile as I decide to stare out the window.

“ You always refused to accompany me to any event before. I thought you disliked going out. Now look at you, sitting here, because you have no choice. ” Ethan hums, his voice deep and close.

“ How is your Lily? Are her BURNED hands all better? ” I let out a mocking laugh and steal a glance at him.

His eyes are on me, emotionless and devoid of warmth. I stiffen, taking in his expensive fitted, black suit and the watch he wears on his wrist.

The sight of that watch freezes me for a second. I stare as he picks that hand up and slides a stray hair behind my ear.

“ She got me again. I am sorry. ” His voice is smooth now, almost hypnotizing but I have stopped falling for it.

I draw my head away with a jerk and look out the window again. It doesn’t matter that he is wearing the watch I gifted him on his birthday.

When he received it, he said my taste was tacky. He asked why I couldn’t pick up a limited edition watch given that I was buying it with his money.

I had no answer to that. But my heart did break back then.

So now, it doesn’t matter if he is wearing that watch.

“ I brought the papers in case— ”