Forsaking the Years of Longing novel Chapter 57

In the past, when Katherine said things like this, Ivan might have brushed them off with a smile.

But today, it only irritated him.

“Enough. Linda is my wife. Taking care of her is my responsibility, and it’s not your place to comment on it.”

The other end went silent for a moment before the call was cut off in anger.

Listening to the “beep” of the disconnected line, Ivan braced himself against the wall, lowering his head.

Yes, Linda was his wife.

The lawful wife who had stood by him for nine years.

The unattainable dream of his youth, who had ultimately become his white moonlight.

And yet, he had betrayed her.

Ivan blinked his stinging eyes as a tear escaped, falling to the floor.

His chest ached, his throat tightened, and after a long pause, he finally choked out, “Linda, I’m sorry…”

Meanwhile, outside a bar in Denmark.

Linda and Rachel stood at the bar’s entrance, exchanging awkward glances with the bouncer.

The towering, bald bouncer, over six feet tall, frowned deeply, his expression stern and irritated as he blocked their way.

“You again? Sorry, kids aren’t allowed in bars. Where are your parents? Why are you out alone?”