RISING EX WIFE Love Me Again Mrs Graves (Eva and Max) novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Eva's Point of View

The house is so quiet it's freaking me out. I've been sitting on this bed for hours, just waiting. Every second feels like it's taking forever. The clock keeps ticking, and it's so loud. It's like it's counting down to something really bad.

Then I hear the door open downstairs. My heart starts beating super fast. Max is home. But I'm not excited. I'm scared out of my mind.

I can hear him walking through the house. Each step makes me more nervous. He's getting closer, but he's not in a hurry. He doesn't call my name or anything. It's like he doesn't even care I'm here.

When he opens the bedroom door, I stand up. My legs are shaking so much I think I might fall. Max walks in like nothing happened, like he wasn't just caught with my sister Sara all over the news. He doesn't even look at me.

"Max," I say quietly, but it's enough to break the silence.

He stops and finally looks at me. His eyes are so cold, it's scary. He doesn't look sorry at all. "What?" he says, sounding really annoyed.

I try to swallow, but my throat feels tight. I'm so angry and hurt, and it's hard to keep it all inside. "Why did you do it?" I ask, my voice shaking.

He just blinks at me, looking even more annoyed. "Do what?"

I step closer, my hands in fists. I'm trying so hard not to lose it. "Don't act like you don't know," I say, getting louder. "The pictures of you and Sara on the internet. You made me look like a total idiot, Max. Why? Why did you have to do it where everyone could see?"

Max just stares at me for a long time. His face is blank, like he doesn't feel anything. "You're making a big deal out of nothing," he says, like my feelings are stupid.

"Nothing?" My voice cracks, and I can feel tears coming, but I try to hold them back. "You were with her with my sister! Everyone saw you. Do you know how much that hurts me?"

He looks at me like I'm some bug he wants to squash. "I don't care how it hurts you."

Those words hit me so hard, I can't breathe for a second. "You don't care?"

He takes a step closer, his eyes cold and mean. "No, I don't care, Eva. What did you think? This marriage," he waves his hand between us, "was never about love. Don't forget your place."

I blink at him, his words stinging like he slapped me. "My place?" I whisper.

Max sighs like he's tired of talking to me. "Yeah. You're my wife, but only because my grandfather made me marry you. Don't think it means anything. You're nothing to me, Eva. You never have been."

My legs feel like jelly, and I sit back down on the bed. His words hurt so much. I've known for a long time that he doesn't love me. I've known he only cares about Sara, but hearing it like this it's too much.

He just watches me, still looking cold. He doesn't say sorry, doesn't feel bad. There's like a wall between us that will never come down. I want to scream at him, to ask why he's being so mean, but I can't. The words are stuck in my throat because I'm trying not to cry.

"How can you say that?" I finally manage to say. "We've been married for one weeks. Don't I mean anything to you?"

Max laughs, but it's not a nice laugh. It's cold and mean. "One weeks of putting up with you. Oke weeks of wishing I was with someone else. You want to know the truth, Eva? Every time I look at you, I see a mistake. A big, annoying mistake."

His words are like knives, cutting me deep. I can feel the tears starting to fall now. "But... but I've tried so hard. I've done everything you wanted. I've been a good wife."

"A good wife?" Max scoffs. "A good wife wouldn't be so clingy. A good wife wouldn't be so needy. You're pathetic, Eva. And I'm tired of pretending you're not."

I stand up, anger mixing with my pain. "I'm pathetic? I'm not the one cheating on my spouse with their sister! What kind of person does that, Max?"

For a second, I see something flash in his eyes. Anger maybe? But then it's gone, replaced by that cold look again. "The kind of person who knows what he wants and takes it. Sara is everything you're not, Eva. She's smart, she's beautiful, she's exciting. You? You're just... there."

I feel like he just punched me in the gut. "How can you be so cruel? I'm your wife!"

"Only on paper," he snaps. "This marriage is a business arrangement, nothing more. And trust me, if I could end it right now, I would."

Then I hear high heels clicking in the hallway, and my heart drops. I know who it is before I see her.

Sara.

She walks in like she owns the place, looking around before she sees me. She smiles, but it's not a nice smile. It's mean and full of hate. She walks closer, swaying her hips.