My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce novel Chapter 38

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“Let go… of me… let—”

Hannah struggled, pushing him away, gasping for air. But before she could finish, his mouth was on hers again. She stumbled back, her body hitting the hard closet door with a thud that made her wince. Lionel, noticing, pulled her away slightly.

The kiss was long and punishing. It wasn't until she was on the verge of suffocating, making muffled, pleading sounds, that he finally let her go.

“I thought you didn’t want to look at me? Go on, close your eyes,” he taunted, leaning against the central island, his arms caging her waist so she couldn’t escape. He admired her lips, now red and swollen from his kiss, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

“You don’t like being in the same company as Sandra? Fine. I’ll transfer you to a different subsidiary. Or I’ll move her. You can come work with me. How about that?” His thumb traced the line of her waist. “Stop being so difficult. Just be good.”

Hannah pressed her hand against his, stopping its movement. “Lionel, is there any point to this?”

He tried to pull her hand away, to move closer, but her words stopped him. His brow furrowed. “What do you want, then? For her to be banned from the Rosenberg Group entirely?”

He fell silent for a moment, as if making a monumental decision. “Fine. If that’s what you want, I’ll have her transferred to another firm. Are you satisfied now?”

He said it as if he were making a huge sacrifice for her, once again casting her as the villain.

She wrenched her hand free and stepped back. “We’ve already signed the divorce papers. In a little over twenty days, we can finalize it. What’s the point of any of this now?”