Chapter 186.

Eddie's POV

This was it. The manipulation tactic I knew was coming. She was playing the concerned mother card, trying to guilt me into letting her stay. I wouldn't fall for it.

"Of course you can see Chloe," I countered, my voice steady. "We can work out a visitation schedule, but that doesn't mean you can just camp out here. You need to make other arrangements."

Her face contorted in fury. The glass of wine she precariously balanced on the coffee table teetered precariously, threatening to spill.

"I. Am. Not. Going. Anywhere. This is my home," she stubbornly said in reply, each word punctuated by a stab of her fingers in the air towards my direction.

My insides clenched. "This isn't your home, Jenna," I said, my voice dangerously calm. "You haven't lived here for years. And besides, remember why you left in the first place?"

Her eyes widened for a split second, a flicker of fear momentarily replacing the anger contorting her face. It was gone as quickly as it came, replaced by a forc