<b>Chapter </b><b>17</b>
“Yes,” ire answered with a grin that was neither <b>relieving </b>nor soft to the eyes.
With trembling hands Penelope passed her phone to her and watched as she searched for Daniel Calvart, Hunter’swyer’s number,
was Dominic,
Both of them were caught by surprise when her phone red loudly. For a moment Penelope lost her breaths as she thought it ire’s father<b>. </b>She couldn’t afford to have him call his daughter now as she had lied to him that they were in <b>ire’s </b>house for a few days.
She had assured him that when he saw his daughter next, it would be apanied with good news of her leaving her heartless husband.
Whatever had transpired with ire was known by very few people. Nobody from ire’s family knew about her condition. About her being in hospital for being neglected by her husband and torturing herself with starvation.
“Monty? Who’s that?” Penelope asked <b>as </b>she read the name of the caller.
“That’s m
my detective friend from school” ire answered as she thought it <b>was </b>good he called her.
She wouldn’t need his services any more. She was <b>going </b>to divorce Hunter after all
“Hey, Monty ire began. “How are y
are your
“I’m good, ire. But I heard you’re in the hospital?”
“Erm, yeah, I was a bu sick. She lied.
“You shouldn’t lie to a detective <b>you </b>know” His words came <b>and </b>ire felt a bit embarrassed.
She smiled, “Then what was I supposed to say to you?”
She touched her wedding band as tremors emerged in her fingers. The wedding band. ire stared at it. <b>She </b>had been over the moon when Hunter had slipped it on her finger.
She looked at the glowing diamond carefully, and realized it was this big and shining but actually it belonged to someone else. This diamond was bought keeping Zara’s vibrancy and personality in mind. It was supposed to be on her finger.
The metal from the ring med against her skin. It was the memory of how she got it on her finger that stopped her from yanking it off and pelting <b>It </b>away. It was her wedding <b>band</b>. A promise of eternal togetherness that Hunter gave in her possession in the form of a band.
“That I starved myself for ten days just to get my husband’s little attention.” She added as she felt her chestpressing against the weight of returning pain.
“Oh ire, why do you love him so much?” Monty sighed on the other side.
“Maybe because… I am stupid. I loved too much and got hurt too much <b>at </b>the same time.” She said with augh except that it was not funny.
Her spine turned to iron. She sat straight <b>as </b>her head began to throb. She didn’t want to do it. Didn’t want to <b>talk </b>with people about the man who was going to cease to be her man. It was useless. A waste even
“Monty, thank you for your readiness to help. But I have to tell you that <b>it’s </b>no longer required. I’m going to…” She <b>took </b>a deep breath <b>before </b>she finished it
Much to her dismay, Monty sneered loudly, “Don’t let it spill from your mouth, <b>ire</b>. Because what I have got in my possession is going to stun
you.”
“What do you mean! ire blinked.
Meanwhile Penelope stared at her friend with a frown between her eyes. She wanted to know what they were talking <b>about</b>.
<b>“</b><b>Can </b>we meet now? I know you are in a hospital but <b>it’s </b>crucial. I can’t share my findings on a phone call with you” Monty said with urgency in <b>his</b>
voice.
“It’s <b>a </b>waste now, Monty. I have decided that I will divorce Hunter,”
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in a coffee shop located behind the hospital. I <b>am </b>waiting for you. You cane visit me without any issue as the patients are allowed to visit here. You can use the back exit in case you don’t want to be seen <b>by </b>anyone<b>. </b>Monty spoke, “Just know that your husband has got himself a witch who’s going to feed on his blood <b>and </b><b>soul </b>if we don’t act faster<b>. </b>ire, you muste for yourself if not for your husband”
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“You muste for yourself if not for your husband:
her?
Was it so obvious to everyone that her life revolved around her husband? <b>That </b>anything rted to him was considered significant business to be That she may not do it for Hunter but still do it for Hunter because it eventually meant that it was for herself!
At once ire left the bed and darted for the door, bare footed.
“Where are you going now?” Penelope seized her wrist. The worry in her gaze
was palpable
“Monty wants to talk. He’s found something about Zara ire replied, looking at her friend. “Penny, I think I’m going to get the biggest heart wrenching shock of my life”
Penelope <b>couldn’t </b>understand, but she couldn’t let ire go alone. Hence, she gave her the flip–flops she had brought for her. Then they both to the elevator which descended in the back side of the hospital.
took
The coffee shot was not <b>hard </b>to find. It was crowded with people, and indeed many of them were patients who were with their family and <b>friends</b>, catching up on a cup of coffee.
“ire, Isere,” Since the hall was utterly crowded ire’s gaze swept over the room desperate, that’s when Monty raised a hand <b>and </b>called her over.
Penelope held her shoulders protectively as they both trudged to the table Monty had chosen. It was small and in the corner under a staircase that led to the first floor of the exquisite coffee shop. The table <b>was </b><b>canopied </b>by the shadow of the stairs, providing them the privacy and shroud they needed for the conversation they were going to have
ire sat down, heart in her throat, as she noticed a file on the table. Monty had ordered a tea and it was brewing.
His eyes were affixed on her face. The <bdy </b>he saw was far apart and detached from the ire Argent he knew in school. Obviously, he kept seeing her pictures <b>as </b>ire Macintyre in magazines and newspapers beside her celebrity <b>husband</b>. But the ire that was Hunter’s wife was better and prettier looking than this woman.
This ire he <b>was </b>seeing was enveloped with depression and pain. She was thin and pale, appearing like she had been sick with terminal cancer. Like she had been fighting her sickness for years now. Her lips were dry and her face was pallid like the leaves that flow off a branch in a slowly flowing air wave during autumn season.
You look weak, ire: Monty said in all honesty
The starvation <b>has </b>gotten the best of her he can see.
“The information in your possession you spoke about, Monty ire said <b>as </b>she avoided thement on her appearance.
Her skin was aze with heat of desperation. She kept staring at the file which Monty brought. Although he regarded Penelope for a second, he couldn’t take his eyes off ire
“Yes, here.” He nodded and with <b>a </b>sigh, forwarded the file on the table towards her.
While ire opened it with desperation as that of <b>a </b>child opening a jar <b>of </b>candles, Monty revealed, “Zara Levine should not be underestimated, ire. She’s even Bercer and cleverer than you and I could imagine. She’s an experienced yer in whatever game she’s ying, and certainly your <b>husband </b>is in her vice <b>grip</b>.”
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