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Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Still Married

Word Count: 1070    |    Released on: 16/10/2025

at Clara believed was a divorce-and not on

e sharp, his gaze locking onto Clara a

She remained root

d away was a testament to her self-control. She was n

e repeated, this time loadin

e divorced. You don't get to order me around anymor

wasn't just saying no-she

ing defied. Under normal circumstances, he would have turned

d underest

gan walking toward her-each step slow, deliber

d intense. Clara instinctively took

" The words shot out of him like an accusation, dripp

transformed her entire expression-like sunlight pi

smiles had been polite, distant

nt. Vibrant. And that version o

more unsettled he became. Had it

"Mr. Blackwood, we're divorced. Am I not allowed to see other

gton know you're here with me? Shoul

actually reache

d it from her hand. His voice turned to ice.

d, caught

divorce be "

d the agreemen

ed, "I never signed it. Legally, we're still marrie

ra:

t-w

ze everything? With Fiona back, should

rumors of cohabitation and reconciliation. Clara h

sen now to pull the r

ver s

e ser

r as though he held all the moral authority. "If this gets out and my grandfather hears of it, how

, edged with something dark. "

ers closed around her wrist, pulling her abruptly toward him.

t mix of tobacco and a familiar

laugh, she pushed him away without hesitation. "Oh? Do

ning me?" Ethan'

ple? You sign the papers, we file at the registry, and you

or him to be with someone else. She hadn't even brought up the child they'd had during

him further. Ethan had never seen her like t

en gentle and accommodating. She never argued, never set

rfectly tempered spring-alwa

really believed he

was slapping him in th

swift motion, he gripped her chi

her face full

ry to divorce me because of th

ut hesitation. "So don't get

e married?" Ethan's g

knows I'm divorced,"

ed speechless. He could only glare at her, the

enly, his

ra reached into the pocket of his

f her fingers through the fabric sent a jolt of heat straight t

possessiveness in

casual indifference: "It's your preci

direct

reen displayed Fion

he lost sight of Ethan, she'd spiral-ca

if he were air. No matter where he went

said, his eyes st

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