Divorce 3: Chloe had a nightmare where Killian married someone and ditched her.
And this time? Killian got me a gift but nothing for her.
Each reason more ridiculous than the last.
Yet somehow, every single time, it was enough to make Killian throw me under the bus for her.
I’ve tried everything over the years–fighting back, causing scenes, begging him to see how messed up this was.
But it always ends the same way.
He’d sweet talk me until I felt better, then go right back to giving Chloe whatever the hell she wanted.]
Eight divorces in, I’m finally done. Just… done.
You can be crazy in love with someone for years, but even the hottest love can’t survive getting ice water dumped on it over and over again.
I dragged myself back to Killian’s place. Before I even opened the door, I could hear them giggling inside.
Killian was covered in flour–face, clothes, everywhere.
This is the same guy who once lost his shit when I accidentally got ONE DROP of cooking oil on his shirt because of his “germaphobia.” But here he was, looking like a powdered donut for Chloe, and loving every second of it.]
When he saw me, Killian looked relieved. He immediately shoved an apron at me, not even giving me a second to breathe.]
“Tinally! Can you make dinner? We’re starving.”
Chloe sprawled across the couch like she owned the place and started barking orders.]
“I want pot roast. Make it super tender.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. Like, was this real life?
“If you’re so hungry, why didn’t YOU cook? You had plenty of time to mess around in the kitchen–couldn’t you have made something with all that time?“]
Chapter 3
I barely finished talking when Killian angrily shoved me hard. My back smacked right into the corner of the table, and holy shit, it hurt so bad I started sweating.
“Avery, are you freaking kidding me right now?” he snapped. “It’s just dinner. Why are you being such a pain in the ass about it?“]]
I bit my lip from the pain, not saying anything. But Killian took my silence as me challenging him.[]
Chloe jumped in with her fake–sweet voice.
“Killian, I swear Avery just hates having me around. Every time you ask her to do anything, she acts like it’s torture.” She huffed, pushing out her lower lip. “If you two ever re–marry, I’m probably gonna get kicked to the curb.“]
That set him off. Killian’s eyes went crazy mad. He grabbed my arm and literally dragged me to the kitchen, pushing me toward the stove so hard I nearly face–planted into it.]
His face was ice cold.
“If you don’t make what Chloe wants for dinner, you can spend the whole damn night in here!”
SLAM.
The kitchen door shut behind him.
My wrist was turning purple where he’d grabbed me, and my elbow was bleeding from hitting the stove corner.
Next second, I could hear Chloe giggling her ass off through the door.
A minute later, Killian stormed back in. Seeing me just standing there, not cooking, he got pissed.[]
“Avery, why do you always have to fight me on every little thing?” he growled. “You’re Chloe’s sister–in–law. What’s the big deal about making dinner?”
I stood up straight and looked him dead in the eyes with a bitter smile.
“Did you forget something? We’re divorced. I’m not anybody’s sister–in–law anymore.“]
Killian looked embarrassed for a second. He cleared his throat, then completely flipped the script, wrapping his arms around me and going all sweet.[]
“I lost my cool just now. But babe, the divorce is just temporary. As soon as Chloe calms down, we can get married again. Don’t get all worked up over nothing.“]
He handed me a piece of paper with a list of dishes. His face turned serious again, practically screaming “mess this up and you’ll regret it.“[]
“I’m giving you a chance here. Make Chloe happy, and we can get hitched again faster. Just do it, Avery.”
After he left, shutting the door behind him, I felt completely hollow.[]
Since when did our marriage become so throwaway to him? Just “nothing“?
And now I’m supposed to kiss Chloe’s ass?
Yeah, no way.
I’d rather sleep on this kitchen floor than suck up to her.
Then I slid down against the cabinets and closed my eyes, totally done with everything.
In a daze, I was soaking wet from ice–cold water.]
My eyes shot open to see Chloe standing there with this evil grin, dumping a bucket of ice water all over me.]
“What the actual fuck, Chloe?!” I yelled.
She threw the empty bucket straight at my head. It hit my forehead with a thud that made my ears ring.
“You’re supposed to be cooking, not napping,” she sneered. “Look at you… and you think you deserve Killian? Go fuck yourself!“]
That pushed me over the edge. I immediately grabbed the bucket and hurled it back at her with everything I had.] Chloe screamed like she was being murdered. She dodged the bucket, but got splashed with the leftover water.]] · Then Killian came rushing in. One look at wet Chloe, and he grabbed me by the hair, yanking my head back.
“Have you lost your goddamn mind? Who do you think you are, messing with Chloe like that?”
He yanked so hard I thought he was gonna rip my hair out by the roots, his face twisted with rage.
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