<b>Chapter </b>20
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seing her twisted expressions and hearing those mind–rotting words, ire felt a shockwave pass through her. Even though she was aware of what ie said, it still sounded disgusting and heart wrenching to her. She fisted her hands on her side and gritted.
<b>as </b>she even a human? A woman! She can’t be. <b>Because </b><b>a </b>woman would never talk like that to another woman let alone do it.
<b>nless </b>the woman is a loose woman. And to say, Zara seemed to be godmother of them all
You can never win from me. ire stated
Haha, you cannot win what is already a lost battle, ire. This was a one sided battle from <b>the </b>very beginning. Don’t embarrass <b>yourself </b>more. He <b>a </b><b>ood </b><b>girl </b>and stop thinking about Hunter. Divorce lum and find yourself another <b>guy</b>. <b>Zara </b><b>said </b><b>haughtily</b>.
You better alter your intentions. Hunter will never be yours as I will not let your n work.”
Really?” <b>Zara </b>raised an eyebrow while her lips upturned into a smirk resembling Pennywise’s smirk from IT.
Let me give you a reality check. Perhaps then you will realize what you’re doing is pure self–humiliation.”
<b>Zara </b><b>sat </b>the bowl of fruits <b>aside</b>. She scratched her both <b>hands </b>with her broken and chipped <b>nails</b>, causing blood to ooze out. ire’s mouth hung open as she witnessed the <b>mad </bdy pinch her bruised lips. It glistened with newly emerging blood on the corner of her mouth. It slipped down to her chin, resting there before it fell on her breast on her blue patient’s gown.
ire’s heart was rapidly beating. She couldn’t decipher what had suddenly gotten into Zara that she <b>was </b>doing <b>this</b>. She hissed and whimpered from the pain but continued to hurt herself. After scratching her left cheek until it bled, she offered <b>a </b><b>satanic </b><b>grin</b>..
She looked to her side on the table beside the fruit bowl and picked up something. There was something glowing in her hold. When ire observed it closely, it dawned on her that she had a ring. A diamond ring glowing with eye–blinding radiance simr to hers.
“Do <b>you </b>know what this is? It’s a promise of marriage given by Hunter to me.
“You’re lying?” ire’s <b>breaths </b>hitched.
There’s no way Hunter would give her a ring. At <b>least</b>… Not yet. Giving a woman a ring meant promising her marriage in their society<b>. </b>Hunter was married to her. He had a wife. He would never do <b>that</b><b>.</b>
ire almost believed it to be <b>a </b><b>bluff </b>until Zara mentioned. He bought me this ring on the day you boastfully imed to the journalists that everything is good between you and your husband.”
“That’s a lie.” ire’s fingers twitched
It couldn’t be true.
<b>“I </b>barely shed five fake tears after you called me a widow whore that his <b>heart </b>bled for me. Hunter went out at once and bought this ring” Zara smirked.
“It will upset you to know that he put this on my finger himself. On my ring finger.”
“<b>You </b>lying slut!”
Anger like a <b>sharp </b>knife <b>cut </b>in ire’s gut. Her chest blistered with searing agony and exasperation. She charged towards Zara, grabbing her hand to snatch the ring away.
<b>That </b>is when Zara smirked again, rendering her frozen. Then the next moment, she seized ire’s wrist pulling her on herself so that it looked like ire was attacking her.
“What the hell are you… ire was stunned when Zara streamed on top of her lungs.
“ire, please, please d–don’t hurt me. Ahhhh! ire, I swear I am not manipting Hunter<b>, </b>I swear <b>to </b>god
<b>ire’s </b>mouth hung in incredulity as Zara started screaming those nonsensical words. She tried to snatch her hand back but Zara’s grip was taut like iron manaries around her wrist.
“Zara, let go.” She managed to say, her words halfborious as she struggled to pull her hand back.
“<b>No</b>, please, <b>ire</b>, <b>I </b>swear! I swear I will leave. I will go far away from you and Hunter. Please, don’t hurt me. Please, it hurts too much.” She <b>said </b>amidst sobbing while her face was set in an evil smile.
Chapter 20
ire was amazed <b>by </b><b>her </b>theatrics. She just stared at her, wondering if someone could really be this scheming.
She was lost in thoughts when a hand shoved her back by her shoulders. She came to a screeching stop as her mouth opened on a gasp. ire missed a painful fall by mere inches <b>as </b>two arms held her by the elbows from the back, stabling her.
“Bloody hell ire heard the zing exmation.
Her eyesight had been blurred by unwanted tears when she was shoved back. She fluttered hershes and tried to focus on the scene unfolding before her. A pang of pain shot through her chest <b>as </b>Hunter was possessively and restlessly cupping Zara’s cheeks.
“God” Who did this to you, Zara?” The concern in his tone froze her.
While ire never experienced this for herself from the very man who was her husband, she not only saw him caring for another woman but <b>also </b>looking at her so possessively as if she was his prized possession.
“H–hunter, p–please… Please tell ire that I am not. I <b>am </b>not h–here to destroy your marriage. P–please tell her I’m not evil. I didn’t… I didn’t<b>…</b>” Zara hyperventted as her fingers shook uncontrobly
She seemed to be having a panic attack. But knowing that it was all a pretense, ire scoffed.
“<b>What </b>ar
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Hunter’s head swung around, making ire’s body freeze with terror. The redness of <b>his </b>eyes and the rigid expression on his face made her eyes water. She was seeing Hunter, but he didn’t strike her as the man she was acquainted with as her husband.
“H–hunter, I didn’t ce here on purpose. I swear I didn’t M–my, my h–husband’s <b>death</b>… M–my inws brought me here… They wanted to…. Clifford’s f–funeral… They wanted to… She drew in ragged breathing.
Hunter turned to her at once and pulled her face <b>against </b>his chest.
He pressed his lips that he was keeping from trembling from anger to her hair and held her <b>close</b>
“You don’t have to justify yourself to anyone, alright! The <b>fact </b>that I know everything is enough, and what I think should matter to you. Not any random person’s incessant judgement.” He said in a scratchy and taunting voice.
“Now breathe. Breathe Breathe, Zara, Take deep breaths. He started rubbing her back.
“B–but s–she’s your wife, Hunter. I can’t <b>Can’t </b>h–<b>have </b>her d–doubt me. P–please… Tell her… S–she’s your wife… T–tell her…
<b>“</b><b>Stop </b>this nonsense, Zara Unable to see the drama unfolding in front of her, ire freed her from the arms of the person who was still not recognized by <b>ler</b>.
She stormed towards the bed next to Hunter <b>and </b>gripped Zara’s shoulder to detach her from her husband.
“You can fool Hunter with <b>this </b>act of yours but not me. Hunter, she’s faking it. She told me she’ll give me a reality <b>check </b>and-”
JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!!” ire <b>was </b>taken off guard <b>as </b>he yelled at her.
She bit <b>back </b>a sob <b>as </b>she noticed his dark eyes ring at her usingly.
“Hunter” ire’s throat ached while taking his nam
He eyed her disdainfully before looking at the person behind her.
“Just <b>take </b>her out now, Cole. Or else I’ll do something that I’d regret
Two arms were on her elbows again, pulling her hackwards. However, Chire couldn’t take her eyes off Hunter. He was her husband, wasn’t he? Then why the disdainful look for her? She <b>wasn’t </b>lying or pretending to be hurt. She was indeed hurt
But that woman he was protectively holding to his chest… She was the real culprit. She deserved his disdain and res.
ire’s eyes shifted to <b>Zara’s </b><b>face </b>and she found her smirking against Hunter’s chest. Her hands were around his waist, taking shelter in his embrace. ire was looking at her <b>hands </b>when <b>Zara </b>closed <b>all </b>the fingers of her right hand around his waist except for the middle finger.
She showed ire her middle fi
finger mocking her before she sobbed in Hunter’s arins <b>again</b>
“H–hunter, I am c–cold. M–my m–mouth… My mouth is numb. I can’t f<b>–</b><b>feel </b>my lips, Hunter. T–tell ire I am… <b>I </b><b>am </b>not bad. I am. Hunter, m- my heart is hurting.”
“Hey, hey, calm down. Calm down, Zara<b>. </b>Sahh! Calm down”
Chapter 20
Thest thing ire saw before the door closed was that her husband leaned forward to stroke a thumb on Zara’s lips. He closed the gap between their faces and put his mouth on the bleedinger of hers, <b>sucking </b>it tenderly.
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