“Lily doesn’t understand romance at all. Every time we’re in bed, it’s like a chore. Boring as hell.”
The phone nearly slipped from my hand.
I could accept that my husband didn’t love me, even that he betrayed me.
But what I could never accept was him tearing me down in front of the other woman destroying our marriage.
As if the two years I poured my heart into keeping this marriage alive were nothing but a joke.
Behind me, Dr. Walker called my name.
“Lily Carter? Your procedure is ready to begin.”
I turned slowly, unable to watch any longer.
Three hours later, the surgery was done.
The anesthesia hadn’t worn off, and I could barely stand.
Holding my paperwork, I made my way toward the exit—only to run straight into Ethan carrying food for Chloe.
The smile froze on his lips when he saw me. His face instantly darkened.
“What are you doing here? Are you following me?”
Before I could reply, Chloe bounded cheerfully out of the room.
“Ethan, what took you so long? I’m starving.”
“Lily? Why are you here? Please don’t be mad—it was me who asked Ethan to take care of me.”
I lowered my gaze.
“Just passing by. We’re divorcing soon anyway—no point in following you.”