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“Healing takes time. I can’t say how long it’ll be before the hurt fades. If you can wait, then wait. If not,
we might as well divorce.”
Her gaze was lucid, her demeanor, icy and composed.
At the mention of divorce, Brian felt a sharp ache.
His voice grew heavier, his grip firmer.
“I refuse to divorce you!
I’ll not pressure you. Time is yours, but erase divorce from your thoughts.” His usual assertiveness
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsurfaced in his tone.
Rosalynn remained quiet. After a pause, she responded, “You’ve caused me pain. Could you loosen
your grip and unlock the door?”
After a lingering look, Brian slowly let go and pushed the unlock button.
Rosalynn stepped out of the car, just as another vehicle drew near.
Upon closer inspection, she recognized it as Lyndon’s, deducing he, too, must have been called to the
evening’s gathering, prompting a smile to cross her face.
Brian exited the vehicle and took note of its owner.
His features, typically handsome, took on a shadow at the sight of Rosalynn’s smile.
When Lyndon emerged from his car, without hesitation, Brian wrapped an arm around Rosalynn’s
waist, planting a kiss on her red Lips.
Rosalynn, caught off guard, exclaimed, “What the hell are you doing?”
Brian responded by firmly holding her waist with one hand while his other tenderly brushed her hair.
“Honey, healing takes time, and the greatest threat during recovery is infection. To avoid it, I urge you
to guard the wounds diligently, ensuring no bacteria can make their way in.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRosalynn’s brow furrowed in confusion at his words.
Brian gazed into her eyes and delivered another kiss.
“Don’t you see? Despite our differences, you remain my wife. I want to make sure no one holds any
misunderstandings.”
His analogy seemed to Liken Lyndon to an infecting bacteria, and this display of affection appeared
designed for Lyndon’s benefit.
“You are acting like a child now.” Rosalynn retorted with annoyance, trying to pull away.
But Brian held her close, challenging, “Is it childish to fight for the security of our marriage? I find it quite
passionate.”
Lost for words and struggling to free herself, she demanded, “Enough!
Release me!”
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