Chapter 4
Even though I’d been out of the game for years, my skills and experience hadn’t gone anywhere]
I kept submitting art to studios during my free time.[]
A few game companies got wind I was coming back.[]
They were practically tripping over themselves to get me onboard.[]
In the end, I picked a fresh new startup[]
New team, new office, new chapter–everything was looking up.
Jordan called a few times, said he wanted to talk.[]
I ignored every single call.
One evening after work, I drove back to the old house to pick up some things.
From
rom down the block, I could already see Jordan and Olivia standing on the porch.
He looked at me with this weird softness in his eyes–hopeful, even.]
“Chloe, how long are you planning to avoid me? I’m almost out of those scent sachets.“]
So that’s why he came. For the damn scent pouches.[]
The man really couldn’t stand his precious sweetheart feeling the slightest bit uncomfortable.]
I gave him a sarcastic smile.[]
“Why don’t you ask Olivia to make them?“]
“I’m not your damn maid.“[]
Jordan tried to keep his tone even.[]
“Olivia’s just my employee.“[]
“Can you stop blowing things out of
f proportion?“]
“If you just come back home, I’ll forget this whole runaway thing ever
“I’ll forgive you.”
happened.”
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I had to fight the urge to touch his forehead to check if he had a fever.]]
“I don’t need your forgiveness, Jordan.“]
“I just want a divorce.“[]
He rubbed his temples, clearly irritated.]
“You used to never get this worked up over something so minor.“]
I stared at him, my smile sharp and cold.]
“Jordan, do you even remember what you said to me back when we moved into this house?“]
He paused, brows furrowed, clearly digging through old memories.[]
“To love you forever.“]
“Chloe, be honest–have I ever treated you badly all these years?“]
I laughed.
No, he didn’t treat me badly.]
Laving a Lar Millionen
