My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce novel Chapter 64

“Mmph…”

Caught off guard, Hannah couldn't fight back, her hands gripping the edge of the vanity for support. His kiss was masterful, a dizzying assault on her senses that threatened to unravel her completely. He knew every one of her weak spots, expertly guiding her to the brink of surrender until her legs felt like jelly.

It was only when he felt her breath grow ragged that Lionel finally pulled away.

Hannah gasped for air, her eyes landing on the faint smear of red lipstick on his lips. The realization that he was about to go meet Sandra, yet had just kissed her with such passion, sent a wave of nausea through her.

She shoved him away with all her might and ran for the bathroom, covering her mouth.

Her reaction clearly angered him, but just then, his phone rang with a distinctive ringtone.

Ignoring it, Lionel followed her to the bathroom and tried the door, only to find it locked from the inside.

“Open the door.”

Hannah dry-heaved over the toilet, though nothing came up. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door just a crack.

“If you don't go now, she'll be upset,” she said, her knuckles white as she clung to the doorknob.

They stared at each other through the narrow opening, the silence broken only by the incessant ringing of his phone. It stopped, then started again, a relentless summons. Hannah slowly closed the door and locked it. When she opened it again a moment later, Lionel was gone.

Just to be sure, she peeked into the hallway. Seeing it empty, she let out a long sigh of relief and went back into the room. She touched her swollen lips, belatedly cursing her own weakness.

Her phone buzzed on the table, making her jump. It was a text from Lionel.

Lionel: [Wait for me.]

The words on the screen glared at her. She tossed the phone aside without replying and went back to her work.

Around eleven, she took a shower and emerged, scrolling through Facebook while drying her hair. That’s when she saw Sandra’s latest post.

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