How to Train Your Ex-Billionaire novel Chapter 44

"Yvan…" she mumbled, her face flushing with a mix of embarrassment and indignation.

Yvan finally released her hand.

Winifred pulled her hand back, clenching it into a fist. "Thank you."

Yvan looked at her. "Winifred, is this where you live?"

Winifred shook her head. "No, I live in that apartment complex up ahead. It's very safe. The taxi driver just didn't know the area and dropped me off here."

"Then why didn't you call your husband to come down and get you?"

It was only a short walk.

"It's not far. I didn't think it would be a problem."

Yvan felt a sense of frustration. "Then call him now. Have him come get you."

"There's no need. I'll take the other street; it's safer," Winifred said. "Thank you for today. I… I'm going home now."

"I'll walk you."

"No, thank you," Winifred refused flatly and turned to leave.

Worried about her, Yvan followed at a safe distance.

Winifred knew he was behind her, but she pretended not to notice.

Yvan followed Winifred until she entered her apartment complex and started up the stairs.

He didn't leave right away. Instead, he lit a cigarette and stood smoking in the darkness, lost in thought.

Was her relationship with her husband really as good as she claimed? Most women in that situation would have called their husband immediately, but she hadn't.

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