I smiled. “No worries. Go take a shower and change your clothes.”
I know how I behave when drunk, so seeing his innocent panic, I thoughtfully took a new set of clothes from the closet and handed them to him.
These were actually bought for Nash during my last business trip but he never worn. They’d be perfect for him.
“By the way, I’m Reed,” he said before closing the bathroom door.
I nodded and checked my phone. Nash had called at midnight and I hadn’t answered.
He’d unblocked me.
“Harlow, you changed the locks? Nice move!”
“Harlow, you brought a man home? Who is he?!”
“Harlow, open the damn door!”
I rubbed my temples, realizing he must have come to the apartment. Checking the security camera, I saw Nash had actually spent the entire night outside my door.
After hesitating for a few minutes, I opened the door. He stared at me with bloodshot eyes and pushed past me into the apartment.
“Where is he? Who is this guy?”
“Harlow, is this why you’re so quick to divorce me? Because of him?!”
Nash was disturbingly agitated.
I couldn’t help but laugh, but before I could speak, the bathroom door opened. Reed walked out with wet hair, wearing only a towel around his waist.
“The clothes are too small–I can’t fit into them!” he called out.
I was momentarily speechless–his physique was even more impressive than Nash’s–I hadn’t noticed before.
“HARLOW!” Nash’s roar snapped me back to reality.
I rubbed my forehead. “Yes?”
He was gritting his teeth in fury.
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Chapter 8
“If that’s all, please leave. We’re in the cooling–off period–not a good time to meet.”
With that, I tried to close the door, but he blocked it. “Harlow, I’ve decided I’m going to make this as difficult as possible for you!”
His declaration made me laugh. I shoved him out and locked the door, ignoring his continued shouting outside.
Then I turned to Reed. “You did that on purpose, right?”
Reed looked at me sheepishly. “Yeah, I did. I couldn’t stand the way he was yelling at you.”
“Is he your ex?”
“Ex–husband. He cheated, so I dumped him.”
“Would you consider giving me a chance?” he asked suddenly.
I looked up at him in surprise. This kid?!
I patted his shoulder. “You’re still young–barely 20. I’m ten years older!”
“Age isn’t an issue. I believe you have more than enough charm to keep me captivated. I’m willing to wait.”
Nash had said similar things once. I didn’t take Reed’s declaration seriously.
Meanwhile, I instructed Zoe to file for divorce immediately.
After the cooling–off period, Nash didn’t show up to finalize the divorce. Instead, he moved back in.
Seeing him, I felt irritated. “What exactly are you doing?”
“Nothing special. I’ve changed my mind. I know I was wrong. I don’t want to divorce you.”
He brought his luggage and settled back in.
Taking a deep breath, I immediately called Kira to inform her that Nash had returned to family life.
Kira went ballistic. “What have you done to him? I thought you didn’t want him anymore! What game are you playing?”
“If you’re so confident, lure him back. Nash doesn’t want to divorce me now–clearly you didn’t do a good enough job, honey! Looks like you’re the one who isn’t loved after all!”
Provoked by my taunting, Kira obsessively pursued Nash.
I don’t know how she managed it, but a week after moving back in, Nash left again.
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