From Neglected Wife to CEO’s Obsession novel Chapter 82

“Avery, you finally showed up.”

Out of nowhere, a hot hand grabbed my injured wrist, fingers digging in tight enough to make me flinch. I sucked in a sharp breath, pain shooting up my arm.

I whipped around, scowling, and there was Remy—gaunt, exhausted, standing way too close. He was still wearing the same clothes from the hospital, damp and sticky against his skin, pants splattered with mud. He looked worn out, a weird flush on his cheeks that made him look almost feverish.

He reminded me of how he’d looked that night on the balcony, completely lost in himself.

“Remy, you’re hurting me. Let go.” I tried to yank my hand free, my voice edged with disgust.

Ever since I found out what he’d done, just the thought of his skin on mine made my stomach turn.

But Remy only squeezed harder. My wrist throbbed where the wound was reopening, and tears stung my eyes.

“Avery, where did you go? I looked for you all night. Are you okay? I was so worried. Come home with me, please?” His eyes were wild, not really seeing me—like he was talking to himself more than to me.

“Remy, what is wrong with you? You’re tearing my stitches!” I snapped, not even caring how loud I was.

Maybe the smell of blood finally snapped him out of it. He let go, looking around in a daze before his gaze landed back on me. His lips barely moved. “Sorry. I… lost it.”

It had only been a couple of minutes, but the lobby was packed with people heading to work—and now every single one of them was watching us.

Their faces said it all: curiosity, judgment, a little thrill at the drama.

“Looks like Ms. Greenwood’s cheating, huh?”

“Affair or not, she definitely didn’t go home last night.”

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