Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 2033

The room was enveloped in silence, but Mark was in no rush. He knew Shirley would agree eventually.

Sure enough, after about ten minutes, Shirley slowly closed her eyes, her lips quivering. "Set the wedding date, let Abner go, let him take the SAT," she whispered.

"And kick him out of your house, cut him off. His presence disgusts me, Shirley. I can't be as forgiving. In a way, he's ruined what you and I had."

A bitter smile crossed Shirley's lips. The real destroyer of their relationship was Mark himself. But she knew it was pointless to argue now.

"Fine."

"Don't think you can trick me. I mean a clean break, so that kid doesn't come back crawling to you. I refuse to be the fool."

"Okay."

Shirley didn't want to say more. She opened the door to leave.

Mark tapped the bed beside him, "Come, keep me company."

She stiffened, a wave of revulsion washing over her. But she knew refusing Mark would only lead to worse demands.

Slowly, she walked over and sat by the bed.

"Kiss me, as interest. Once I'm discharged, we'll get married. You're still pure, right?"

Shirley's face paled, her hand clenched tightly.

"That night, I didn't succeed. It's not like something happened between you and Abner."

"Mark!"

Shirley's lashes trembled. She had always seen Abner as a brother, and he saw her as a sister. There was never anything sordid between them.

"Two days. End it with Abner. Let him leave town. Next month, we'll have our wedding. Don't worry; I won't mistreat you."

Shirley was too numb to respond. After fixing her clothes, Mark kissed her lips again.

"I'm happy tonight. Go on home."

Shirley stood and walked to the door. Leaning against the wall, her forehead sweaty and stomach churning, she rushed back to her own room, retching in the bathroom until she had nothing left to vomit.

Looking at her pale, tear-streaked reflection, she impulsively threw a shampoo bottle at the mirror, regretting it instantly, fearing Abner would see the broken glass.

Laughing and crying, she realized how broken she was, unable to even express anger. If not for Abner, she would have ended it all after awakening from that drugged state. She had always thought of sending Abner away, to keep him clean and untainted by her struggles.

Leaning against the door, tears streamed down her face. "Maybe I'll send Abner to a university far from Greenfield, even abroad. He deserves a fresh start, far from this mess."