Too Good for You The Ex-Wife You Lost novel Chapter 4

Noelle hadn't kissed a man in years, not to mention that this man was perfection.

If she were sober, she'd never have crossed the line. But with the kick of liquor burning in her veins, the recklessness almost felt thrilling.

The moment her lips pressed to his, Hunter Haberkorn stiffened. Then, he quickly pulled her closer, cupping the back of her head as he returned her kiss.

If not for the car crash six years ago, he'd never have left her or given her to another man. Their bodies locked together as the kiss grew increasingly intense.

Outside the door, Clifford's furious voice boomed. "Noelle's getting more and more out of hand! She doesn't pick up Zayne from school, won't make dinner, and runs off to a place like this to drink!"

The kiss came to a brief pause before Hunter slid an arm around Noelle's waist and led her toward the private room's restroom.

Their lips found each other again, and the kiss deepened until her breath grew rapid. As his teeth sank into her earlobe, she clawed at his shirt, just to keep herself from crying out.

Right then, Zayne's voice rang out from outside. "Dad, Mom must be out looking for some other guy. She's disobedient, and I don't like her at all!"

Noelle let out a bitter laugh, only to be stifled almost instantly by Hunter's bite on her lips.

Lola kindly piped up, "She's your biological mom, Zayne. Even if you don't like her, you shouldn't say such things in front of her. It'd hurt her feelings."

Noelle nearly laughed out loud. She leaned closer to Hunter's ear, whispered her number, and pressed a hand against his chest playfully. "Good service. I'll request you again next time."

After planting a quick kiss at the corner of his lips, she pushed open the restroom door as footsteps approached. Clifford stood out there, frowning deeply.

She shut the door behind her and flicked droplets from her hands. "I thought I made myself clear yesterday that I want a divorce. Did you rush all the way here to me just because you couldn't understand what I said?"

His gaze swept across her face before darting past her toward the restroom. Without a word, he shoved past her and kicked the door open, only to find it empty.

Noelle's gaze flickered toward the closed window in silent understanding. Crossing her arms, she eyed him and said, "It looks like you're here to catch me cheating, huh? Sorry to disappoint, I guess."

Clifford roared, "Noelle!"

This time, Noelle's hand landed back on his face.

Noelle stared at the two, who bore bright red handprints on their cheeks. Rubbing her numb palm, she laughed. "Two slaps for each of you. Now you two look so much more like the perfect match."

Clifford's eyes welled up with disgust. "You've completely lost your mind!"

"Of course I have," Noelle lazily replied. "I'm giving you a final chance to get a divorce. Tomorrow morning, I'll bring you the divorce papers, and if you refuse, I'll hit you both again every time I see you."

Her smile widened as she continued, "Like what you've seen, six years trapped as a housewife has driven me insane. And for a lunatic like me, you never know how much further I could go."

She enunciated every single word as she threatened, "Divorce me, or I'll want you dead."