On the Ruins of His Regret I Soar novel Chapter 132

Just to the left of his sternum, over his heart, was a small, crimson mole, like a tiny plum blossom. Jessica swallowed unconsciously. "What's wrong?"

"Someone just smashed my window with a brick," George said. "Any idea what that was about?"

Jessica didn't need to ask. She sighed. "My soon-to-be ex-husband is downstairs. Don't worry about it. You can sleep on the sofa."

"You're not going to let him in?" George asked.

Jessica gave a dry laugh. "So he can start a fight with you? No, thank you."

"I could probably take him," George said with a touch of arrogance.

"I know," she said with a small smile. "But I really don't want to see him right now. Go get some sleep."

George nodded slowly. Then, he leaned in towards her. Jessica instinctively leaned back. His lips were just inches from her forehead. She could hear her own heart pounding in her chest, but he simply reached past her and plucked a small feather from her hair.

"Were you secretly hatching chicks in the middle of the night?" he quipped.

Jessica rolled her eyes. "It's from one of the decorative pillows. Now, go to sleep. I'm exhausted."

The next morning when Jessica left for work, she saw Lance's car still parked in the same spot. Had he been there all night? She frowned.

Lance saw her come out and quickly got out of his car, stumbling slightly as he approached her. The overpowering stench of nicotine hit her, almost making her gag.

"Who was that man?" he demanded.

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