I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 392

Chapter 392 Five Minutes, No More

Ellis knew all too well how clingy Easton could get.

If she refused to see him, he’d just keep showing up–maybe every day–until she gave in.

Throwing off the blanket, she called through the door, “Got it. Tell him to wait outside.”

Finished

Maya passed on the message, then went back to doing her own thing, silently annoyed on her friend’s behalf. That ex of hers was a nightmare–living upstairs and showing up uninvited whenever he wanted. Total pain.

Ellis couldn’t afford to be late, so she got ready at her usual pace and stepped outside.

The second she opened the door, Easton was there. She checked her watch.

“I’m giving you five minutes. If you make me late for work, I swear I’ll make you regret it.”

“I can wait until tonight. You should head to work.”

Her eyes narrowed.

What the hell was he playing at now? Trying to act all considerate?

She shot him a cold glare. “Do whatever you want.”

She’d seen firsthand how persistent he was. No matter where she went, he’d find her. Even if she ran to the ends of the earth, it’d just wear her down, not him.

So as long as he didn’t seriously cross the line, she’d keep staying in this apartment until the lease ended.

She stepped into the elevator. He didn’t follow. She noticed the red in his eyes–he clearly hadn’t slept.

He’d spent the whole night thinking.

And by the end of it, he’d realized the one thing he should’ve done from the start:

Stop seeing Ellis through a filter. Let go of his old assumptions. Learn who she really was.

Right before the elevator doors closed, she glanced back.

For the first time in a long time, Easton looked… off.Deflated, almost. Not like himself..

That was new. The Easton she knew always looked down on everyone. She couldn’t remember the last time he’d seemed this… small.

He even looked like he might be humbling himself in front of her.

She gave her head a hard shake. Was she losing her mind?

That man was Easton–her emotionally stunted, ice–cold ex–husband. The guy only knew how to talk to her like she was a subordinate.

Once the doors shut, she pushed him out of her mind and focused on work.

Maxwell’s attitude lately made it clear he wasn’t thrilled with her.

She needed to figure out her next move, ideally find a new job and resign before he could fire her.

Meanwhile, upstairs, Easton stayed rooted in place.

No one could see the regret in his eyes–regret for how he’d treated Ellis, regret for taking her for granted, regret for signing those divorce papers and making it all too easy for her to walk away.

If he’d refused the divorce, she’d still be his wife.

1:03 PM N

“Mr. Hudson? You’re still here?”

“Your ex is still outside like a freaking statue. Scared the crap out of me when I opened the door.”