Chapter 107

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A current of exasperation zinged through Claire. She grit her teeth, anger burning deep in her belly.

She harshly dropped the waffles beside her on the mattress and began typing.

Claire: Why are you doing this? And what are you trying to imply by doing this?

Whatever he was typing earlier stopped. Claire's skin singed with goosebumps as she stared at the messages.

She didn't want to believe that he really sent her favorite food to her. That he knew about them. There was no way.

In the two years of marriage, minus the two months of togetherness that he agreed to, he was never there in the relationship. He was never home. He never even tried to acknowledge her efforts, much less notice anything related to her.

Frustration seeped through her bones because this was becoming repetitive. All these onset of emotions. All of this that he was doing to show how hard he was trying to woo her back. But the truth was, she was alone in the marriage for two fúcking years.

Completely, brutally,